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Leisel arrived in Alexandria just prior to the Mists, or the time of "Disconnection" she calls it. When the land felt its seperation form the rest of Ea. She can often be found out talking to the trees in the surrounding forests, or she may be in taking local rocks for a walk around town. They need to get out from time to time too.. (Picture by Anne English) |
Leisel arrived in Alexandria just prior to the Mists, or the time of "Disconnection" she calls it. When the land felt its seperation form the rest of Ea. She can often be found out talking to the trees in the surrounding forests, or she may be in taking local rocks for a walk around town. They need to get out from time to time too.. (Picture by Anne English) |
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And the trees are all kept equal |
And the trees are all kept equal |
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By hatchet, axe, and saw. |
By hatchet, axe, and saw. |
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Latest revision as of 05:51, 16 December 2014
⌊ eisel the Ð ruid
Name: Leisel Wyndine
Birth Place: Rune
Friend: Bailey
Occupation: Tree-talker
Leisel arrived in Alexandria just prior to the Mists, or the time of "Disconnection" she calls it. When the land felt its seperation form the rest of Ea. She can often be found out talking to the trees in the surrounding forests, or she may be in taking local rocks for a walk around town. They need to get out from time to time too.. (Picture by Anne English)
The Trees There is unrest in the forest, There is trouble with the trees, For the maples want more sunlight And the oaks ignore their pleas. The trouble with the maples, (And they're quite convinced they're right) They say the oaks are just too lofty And they grab up all the light. But the oaks can't help their feelings If they like the way they're made. And they wonder why the maples Can't be happy in their shade. There is trouble in the forest, And the creatures all have fled, As the maples scream "Oppression!" And the oaks just shake their heads So the maples formed a union And demanded equal rights. "The oaks are just too greedy; We will make them give us light." Now there's no more oak oppression, For they passed a noble law, And the trees are all kept equal By hatchet, axe, and saw.