Megilagor
My feelings are like schrodingers cat.
"I thank you lady Euthalaia, for vouching for me. And I am no one's property, dear Sir, I might not be of flesh and blood but I do believe I have a soul."
Spoke up Viole at the words of the guard and Lady Euthalia's, he was thankful to her for her words, but he did not see the reason why she would need to vouch for him, was the beast folk prejudice that strong he thought to himself.
Viole for now stood there listening carefully to what others had to say, after all, he was not that well-versed in agriculture. He knew how to take care of house plants, some flowers, and herbs as well but it was in a house pot setting not a full-grown field type of way. Finally, when the others finished speaking he added a few words from himself.
"From the sound of it, the soil could have been overstressed by a build-up of excess minerals making it not suitable for growth. For the very same reason, most alchemists need to have several sets of beakers and alike as even a minuscule build-up of excess material can lead to disasters. But I know for a fact any fertilizer in large amounts and applied for a long time can burn the ground. so Miss Nikita's idea and Sir Aiden's words are viable in this case... Maybe some soil from the local forests could help kick start the process, as it's good fertile soil. As we cant really test the soil when standing here, and not near the fields."
Then as if a candle lit up in his head Viole had another idea, which he promptly added to his previous little speech.
"Considering we are in the mountainous area maybe we will be able to find a hot spring. While its water would be too hot by itself mixing it with the cold river water would be a better choice than just using cold water, wouldn't it? And definitely more cost-efficient than heating up water just for the plants. Though for that we would need to survey the mountains, so lets first focus on what's down here."