Continues from here ~ @silverknightpiece ___ Flicking up the article it shows pictures of the different types of the plant. Finding the right one Rove tapped on it. “The type that grows on this island has more brownish leaves.” He murmured. “Seems it holds the nutrients more in the roots so the leaves tend to look more like it is dying.” Placing the tablet down taking a sip of his drink he rolled his eyes at the comment of lack of technology in the dorm. It seemed like a very old fashioned dorm which shied away from modern technologies. “I heard about Briar Valley…it's the hot spot for fae…” He mused. “Must be an interesting place to grow up. I guess it's magic reliant over technology would explain why you go to these dusty old books over a simple internet search. If you have a phone you can use your browser on it next time for simple things. Likely find an answer before you fall asleep.” eyes turned to Silver briefly wondering if the other was about to pass out again. Looking back to the books he had gathered for his own course work he tsked. The teachers were determined for book sources only so it made writing up take longer as it required him leafing through the books to find something he could find in seconds only. “I hate old fashioned viewpoints… it's irritating and just makes things more complicated.” He mumbled out loud not even thinking about Silver.
