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Your feature today will be Sur la Ritintin by Mélisande. www.youtube.com/watch?v=4o636H…

Leroy gets a portrait now, yay!

This took oddly longer than most of my art .. like ... a few days ... and I'm not even working ... I was discharged from the hospital a few days ago and I'm supposed to be recuperating, so I have a lot of free time, but Idk. Maybe I'm just lazy. I couldn't really show the sap in his wounds, only on the leaves themselves. It's okay, though, since I imagine it would be way more prominent on the leaves and plant elements anyway.

Hahaha, I imagine his hair is like many different lengths in the back, and only the hair on the side of his head is really long enough to go into the ponytail XD Poor Leroy and his terrible hair. I really need to illustrate this, maybe if I draw him from the back ...

GOSH there are so many portraits of women on the internet. Now you get a beautiful man.

If you want to learn about my personal project, Tales of New Eden/ToNE, look here:www.deviantart.com/lady-rococo… Explanation of New Eden And I actually suggest you read it before reading her backstory because some things won't make sense much otherwise ...

Other ToNE characters can be found here: www.deviantart.com/lady-rococo…

I used a common black marker to clean up muddy areas, but otherwise it's entirely lined with a black gel pen and coloured with prismacolor coloured pencils. I tried to not be as vibrant as I used to be, but red maple leaves are VERY vibrant irl.

His full design is here

Érable/Maple

General Information:
Domain of: Red Maples

Sex: Male

Nationality: Quebecois/Canadian

Country of Origin: New France/Canada

Original Name: Leroy Leblanc

Lived: 1833 - 1856 (may change)

Birthday: November 26

Physical Age: 22/23 years

Physical Appearance: - (I will write it in detail later):

Downfall: He drowned after leaping into a river to save his fiancee.

Personality: In demeanour, this young man will appear to most as a calm, though melancholic/dour somebody who is always seeking/yearning for some thing or another. Though Leroy is not unfriendly and wishes to do everything he can to help others, he doesn't see the point to the idea of himself being close with individuals; at its root, the reason for this is because he thinks it will tie him down, preventing him from accomplishing his wide-encompassing goals. Indeed, though accepting of much and not a judgemental person, others may find it difficult to become close with him as he doesn't let many people in. Internally very passionate about select things, though most peers will fail to see this ambition/passion, as it is covered by his very pensive exterior. He is always seeking something, and even when he is happy, this youth still emanates a sense of longing. Often misunderstood and prefers to work alone (especially at tasks which he is passionate about). Despite being prone to melancholy, Roy is accepting of this and may once have been somewhat more optimistic, as he possibly had a troubled past which only increased the dourness of his nature. Actually creative and witty and has a sense of humour, though he doesn't frequently show it to others. Feels at home in rainy environments and loves to be outdoors.

Songs: Currently N/A

Quotes: Currently N/A

History:

Leroy Leblanc was born in 1833 to a French father and an Atikamekw mother, in a small village in Lower Quebec along the St. Lawrence river. His father was a fisherman and had fallen in love with a native woman, convincing her to move to a French village.

Though the little family was liked in general, Leroy and his mother always felt subtly outcast. Resulting, the baby grew up to be a quiet, introverted child. Not working in a team nor play well with other children, he seemed very pensive and dour. However, he charmed many adults with his introspective nature, creative ideas and occasional witty attitude.

One of his best friends was a little girl, about his own age, and the daughter of a family known by his father. The girl's name was Margaret Hebert. Though entirely of French origin, she accepted him and instead of simply playing raucously like other children, enjoyed listening to his ideas. However, Margaret's brother, her senior by about two years, Burke Hebert, was a popular but snobbish boy and always looked down upon Leroy for his differences, and upon his sister for being the friend of this quiet, sombre, different looking child.

Another aspect of Leroy's life that bothered him was his European name. He often sneaked out on walks and took little adventures, either on his own or with Margaret. On several occasions he had visited locations inhabited by other Atikamekws and natives. Though in some ways he felt more at home around them, identifying more with his mother's side, he also felt a bit distanced from them due to his French background. Additionally, his mother's sisters felt as if Leroy's mother had betrayed them by marrying into a French family, and thus, seemed to look down upon him a bit. All of this was a great cause of conflict and turmoil in the child's mind, though through it all, Margaret and his mother were by his side, supporting him. They were the only two people Leroy was not afraid to confide in, and thus were some of his only comforts.

The child was also a poet and a thinker, as well as an adventurer. He enjoyed exploring and then writing everything down at his leisure. His father, though a simple fisherman, knew a bit about education and taught him what he knew, something Leroy would always be grateful for. Despite the barriers placed on him, like his subpar French due to his mother not speaking it well, or his mediocre education, he had a strength and a way with words, making his writing unique. Always seeming melancholy, the young boy would often go out in the rain when others would shy away from the weather in fear of sickness, and would often sing alone, and began to develop a decent voice. He became known in the community as the “Prince of Rain”.

By the time the boy was about 7, he was well versed in the ways of fishing and sailing. Though much closer with his mother than his father, Mr. Leblanc taught him many things and took pride in his son, something which Leroy appreciated. His father had always wished to know him more, but felt they were very different and the two sometimes fought, which further caused Leroy to be a standoffish child. Though he did not have a good male role model emotionally, he was a strong and hard working member of the community growing up, and thus, as he aged, he became more respected by his peers.

Though not famously well off, the small village the Leblancs lived in, Couchelis, gained much of it's money from the lucrative fur trade. It was located near the mid St. Lawrence, a prime location for such business. Although fur trade and voyaging afar were not as common as they had been in the past, Couchelis was still relatively well known for it. Many of the men of the village had been voyageurs in their youth, and many still were. Thus, their sons and many young boys of Couchelis were pushed toward this career, including many of Leroy's peers.

The Leblancs were on the poorer side of the population of their village, and so it appeared to Mr. Leblanc that it was a logical choice to push his son in this direction as well. This happened around 1853, and marked the beginning of a treacherous period of the now young man's life, as he endured much fighting with his father.

Due to his introversion and inability to work in a team, as well as closeness to his mother and community, Leroy was not very pleased with his father's notions. Although he didn't get along with many of his fellows, Couchelis was a village he took pride in, caring very much for his roots and culture. Thus, Burke, who has long decided he was going to be a voyageur, decided that this would be an opportune time to exert power over the one who he and his friends had mocked and humiliated since childhood.

Leroy had always been good at not getting involved in drama, in simply ignoring the haughty and rude remarks of Burke's gang, but this time he found himself at their will more than usual. Because of his pride in his people, Burke told him he would be dishonouring Couchelis and everyone he knew were he to “waste his life away at a writing desk”, causing Leroy to become deeply conflicted and depressed. He was very fond of adventure and could see where his rival was coming from, but especially did not want to devote his life to joining a team where he would always be tormented by Burke and his friends, and never see his loved ones again.

By this time, Leroy had also grown very fond of Burke's little sister. Margaret had chosen Leroy over her brother and thus, she had drifted from her sibling. Margaret also wanted nothing more than for her brother to head away on expeditions, and leave her behind so she could do what she pleased without him trying to control her, and additionally to Leroy, had been hinting at making their relationship something more. She had been trying to prevent a situation like this from occurring but had no sway over the stubborn Burke and his friends.

Eventually, and after much emotional struggle, Leroy decided he had been correct, despite Burke's harassment and his father's efforts to push him, and would never devote his life to voyaging. Instead, he befriended the Hebert parents, and later in 1853, he proposed to Margaret.

Come springtime of 1854, much was happening in Couchelis. Margaret, who had agreed to Leroy's proposal, was making preparations for the marriage. Some important men, the Bourgeois, had also come, looking for recruits to the fur trading business.

Burke was quite annoyed by this time. He did not wish, in any way, to be related to dour, dandy and quiet “wimp” like his sister's fiancé. He also knew, that with the hustle in Couchelis to sign up to be a voyageur, he could easily ruin his soon-to-be brother's life.

While Leroy was unaware, Burke slipped through the commotion and signed him up for a much needed position in the newly recruited team. The Bourgeois were looking for someone of exactly Leroy's height and build to join the team, and additionally, Leroy was slightly educated and had a good singing voice and way with words, traits that were encouraged among the voyageurs to keep their spirits high. Burke told the Bourgeois nothing of Leroy's terrible teamwork or displeasure to join, but instead made it appear that he was an amazing team player and had been wishing to join for his entire life, and explained that Mr. Leblanc was very supportive of his son's goal and had taught him everything necessary about seafaring.

A week later, the sign-ups closed, the new team was about to embark. They were set to head out on the St. Lawrence river from the nearby city of Montreal, down through America, and back up again to the Hudson Bay. Leroy was busy making preparations for the upcoming wedding, but while he was at home, there was a mysterious knock on the door. When the young man went to answer it, it was a member of the Bourgeois, requesting his presence. Leroy did not understand and, knowing nothing of Burke's nefarious plot, apologised and attempted to turn the man away. The man did not leave, and instead explained that young Leblanc was indeed on the list, and that his presence was needed and prior, had made it abundantly clear that it was too late for cancellations. Shocked into silence, and too polite to immediately say no, he froze, trying to make sense of the situation. In that moment, Mr. Leblanc emerged from the back of the house, and in his ensuing conversation with the man, learned of what happened. Turning to his son, the now angry father questioned him, thinking he had signed up himself, and asked why he intended to back out of his promise to become a voyageur. Moreover, he also wanted to know why Leroy had said nothing of his plan.

It came to Leroy that something fishy must have occurred, as he did not remember ever telling anyone he wished to sign up. He suddenly blurted out that it was not him … but, to Mr. Leblanc, things were coming to a head. For a long time, he had been upset with his son for his decision to marry into a poor family, despite his filial relations with the Heberts, and furthermore was unsure of where his son would get the money to afford even a small house, as his family's house was too small to support anyone else. In a moment of immense willpower and emotion, Mr. Leblanc decided he could not let his son throw away his life marrying at this point in time, and stepping in above him, told the Bourgeois that he would be happy to have Leroy join the voyageurs, and that he would not let his son go back on his word. Leroy, now staring at his father in disbelief, was silenced, and his father shoved him outside before locking the door, effectively kicking him out.

Not knowing what else he could do, Leroy was about to search for Margaret, who he had always come for for support, but just as he turned away from the man who had hired him, he found himself staring at Burke and several of his pals. Burke, winking at Leroy, told the government man that he could go on ahead, and that he would like to walk “his friend” to the caravan headed toward Montreal. Knowing there was no escape now, Leroy had no choice but to go with them.

It was the beginning of 1856. Leroy had been a voyageur for over two years. It had been difficult, but he was managing himself. He had learned to work in a team, and though he was still the worst team player, his excellent singing and way with words and lyrics kept the men in high spirits, and they came to respect him. He was still sometimes humiliated by Burke, but their hatred for each other had developed into a bit more of a proper rivalry, as Leroy still had not come to know of Burke's treacherous deed. He had even somewhat befriended some of Burke's friends who used to taunt him. The journey had matured the boys of Couchelis and they were all growing into fine young men.

Things were not entirely pleasant, however. Leroy was still engaged and could not forget Margaret, nor his mother, having lost his two most precious companions. A seed of anger had also been planted in his heart against his father, though the memory of his father's wicked deed provided Leroy with some much needed aggressive energy and encouragement to commit to his job, wanting to outdo and prove he was better than his father. His long term goal was to make enough money to go back home and have enough money to get married, and to earn his parents' blessing. He wrote to Margaret whenever he got the chance and was rather pining away for her, sometimes causing him to be inefficient at his job, much to the chagrin of the leader of his team, a man by the name of Nathaniel Johnson.

Nathaniel was an American, and a useful member of the team as he helped them navigate the waters of the United States. However, at least in Leroy's opinion, this was about the only benefit to Nathaniel being there. Leblanc was quiet, polite, introspective, a bit of a loner, and an artist. Johnson was bold, brash, stubborn, had a temper and was a bit perverted, something which personally bothered the respectful Leroy a decent amount. He found it difficult to respect Nathaniel and thus often rebelled quietly. To Leroy, even someone such as Burke Hebert was much easier to get along with than this man. Burke was dishonest and cruel, but he at least had an appreciation for comradery and hard work. Johnson, in contrast, was often lazy enough to delegate others to do his work, was greedy, and lost his temper whenever people did not listen to him.

Fast forward about 6 months. It was a return trip to Montreal and the band of voyageurs had reached their destination. At the docks, a man from the Bourgeois greeted them, and explained that they had a couple more recruits, who would fill up the canoe and also to replace a man who had become ill and could no longer work. Since the team would be staying in Montreal until the next day, when they would load more furs onto their canoe, Leroy, a frequent observer of people, took the opportunity to get to know the recruits, as he was dreading getting to know new people and wished to get it over as soon as possible.

The newcomers numbered 3. A short, jolly, plump youth by the name of Burtie, a sneaky looking fellow named Thomas, and a proper, pretty boy who introduced himself as Marven. Though intimidated by the talkative Burtie and a bit untrusting of Thomas, Marven and Leroy got along alright, seeming to share many interests, though something seemed a bit … off about him. Perhaps a bit familiar.

It was only about a month into the group's new expedition, July of 1856. The voyageurs were now travelling a bit more inward, all the way to west Ontario. Things had been pretty smooth, though Nathaniel's treatment of the new members was rather harsh. He had been through a bit of bullying in his lifetime and thus did not enjoy seeing the maltreatment of others. The team captain especially was always picking on Marven, making rude remarks and not seeming to trust him. One time he shoved the latter violently, knocking over some shipments and making a bit of a mess. Seeing how shaken Marven was, Leroy had grown a bit angry. That night, when they had found a small strip of land and were camping out, Leblanc decided to have a talk with Marven, who seemed strangely frazzled and unable to focus. They had gotten to know each other decently, though Marven always seemed a bit elusive and shy. The two privately sat in the canoe while the others prepared the food on shore, and Leroy tried his hardest to convince Marven of his innocence and to speak up against Nathaniel. However, the boy seemed unable to concentrate on what was being told to him and didn't respond. Realising he would be unable to convince him any more at the present moment, Leroy got up and decided to bring the conversation to a halt. Leaving the area, he put a hand on the other's shoulder and once more reassured him everything would be okay.

That is when an odd sensation came over Leroy. Something was very off about Marven, and he knew it for sure. He took a long look at him, and the two locked eyes. Marven's expression of shock and nervousness soon melted away to be a look more intent and caring, an expression Leroy had seen many times before. It was at that moment that Marven burst into silent tears, and began to apologise profusely, swearing that “he couldn't help it” and “he didn't know what had come over him” … Sobbing, the boy's pitch was much higher and more shrill than usual, and suddenly, Leroy understood everything.

Marven threw off his toque, and Leroy recognised … her. Marven was nothing but an alias. The true identity of this pitiful person was none other than his fiancée, Margaret Hebert. Through her tears, she explained that she had been planning this for months. She had been cross-dressing just as a hope to pretend to be a new recruit and perhaps see her lover again on the docks, and never expected she would get this far. She had cut her long and beautiful locks and changed her voice, and even worked out frequently to try and bulk up. Shocked into silence, Leroy tried to piece together the situation in his mind, not understanding why anyone would go to all this trouble for him. Margaret seemed saddened by his silence and appeared to think he was angry at her, and frantically Leroy reassured her it was not the case, explaining his feelings that he was incredibly relieved that she wasn't angry at him for not being given an opportunity to return and marry her, though he had told her of his plan in a letter. The young woman then went on to explain that lately she had been losing her calm and her identity as Marven, because she was becoming distraught at not being able to reveal her identity to her fiancé, never planning to have gotten to a point where they were together on an adventure but she could only admire him from afar. Furthermore, she had come to realise that Nathaniel, the pervert that he was, was perhaps onto her. Leroy grew even more angry at the thought that the dastardly man would dare to do anything to his beloved.

There were strange noises from ashore, and someone called out their names. Realising they had been noisy, Leroy went back to his teammates while he gave time for Margaret to get back into character and resume her alias.

Though there was not much either of them could do at the moment, Leroy and “Marven” now shared a secret and often silently communicated during their work. Over the course of the next months, they gradually grew more bold about their relationship, though still kept it hidden. Whenever they were alone together they would privately talk and share their feelings. This caused them both to work somewhat inefficiently, due to the fact that they would visibly exchange glances or smile at each other often. Slowly, the other members of the crew began to catch on that something was up and Leroy was frequently teased that he was gay, which somewhat worried him and as soon as the time was right, he took his fiancée aside to let her know the others were beginning to notice their relationship. Margaret had noticed this too and was concerned as well. Leroy remembered that members of the crew could be honourably discharged if they had some terminal illness or injury, like the man who Margaret had replaced. It would be risky, but the two decided to try and perhaps feign illness or injury when next approaching Montreal.

Of all the members on the team, perhaps the one who was most aware that something was off was Burke. Though he was somewhat estranged from his sister, he still knew her well enough to recognise her. One time, after “Marven” had left the area, with Burke and Leroy alone, Burke took the opportunity to let his rival know that he had figured it out, but promised not to tell anyone, for the good of his sister. Leroy was relieved to hear this, as a burden had been lifted off his chest … but his relief didn't last but a few minutes. Burke also warned Leroy that he was not the only one who had figured out Marven's true identity; Johnson had come to realise there was something different about the young recruit as well. Alarmed, Leblanc felt in his heart that things would soon come to a head, and if he was not careful, the situation could indeed end very badly for those involved.

It was the autumn of 1856, and the team, having completed their voyage, were returning to Montreal. The air was beautiful and crisp and leaves were carried on the wind, creating a magical effect. They were nearing home, and the two lovers were very excited. Leroy had earned a decent amount of money and was confident he could now perhaps earn his father's blessing. It was now time to pull off his risky, dangerous plan, and yet, he believed he owed it to Margaret, who had done so much just to be able to see him again.

One night while camping out, Leroy said he had been feeling cramped up in the little canoe and was off to take a short walk. While he was in the woods, away from anyone's view, he found he was at the top of a high, rocky hill. He knew what he must do; in a matter of minutes, the young voyageur was tumbling down the slope, and when he forcefully hit the bottom, he felt a shooting pain in his right foot and in his side. Though hurt, a smile soon covered his face. Leroy sat up, painfully, and observed himself; the left side of his body was soaked in blood, and when he tried to stand up, he limped. He had succeeded in injuring himself enough to be able to go home with honour and not have to face his dad's disappointment.

Crying out, some of the other voyageurs rushed over to meet him, carefully descending the hill. Writhing in pain, he explained that he had been “simply foraging, and fallen. He did not think he would be able to manage and would need to return home immediately”. The others were sympathetic and helped to carry him back to safety. However, Burke was among the men, and quietly warned Leroy that something was very wrong back at camp. Margaret had been feigning malaria, and Nathaniel had approached, vowing to help. Burke knew that he had ulterior motives and made sure the men got back as quickly as possible.

Back at camp, Burke had apparently been correct. Nathan and Marven were nowhere to be seen. Immediately becoming distraught, Leroy attempted to rush to look for them, but immediately fell. Flinching at his pain, he remembered his pitiful condition, forgotten in his current panic, and wished he had perhaps waited a day to enact his plan, or at the very least not left his fiancé alone. Burke, not anything like the bully he used to be, and having undergone a total change of character since getting to know his rival better, helped him up with ample strength. The others, not understanding what they had been caught up in, were murmuring amongst themselves and began to be noisy. Burke quickly and quietly put his finger to his lips to silence them, and motioned for them to follow. Being highly respected as he was, the others followed his directions, and, still helping Leroy to walk, Burke led the way back to the canoe where he knew a drama was taking place.

Approaching the canoe, everyone suddenly heard a shrill scream, and the silence was broken as everyone again began to mutter and murmur. This ended up being a good thing, in reality, because only a moment later, Nathaniel had appeared in front of them, seeming to have stopped harassing the cross-dressing Margaret, and explained how “Marven” had grown very ill and would need help. Seeing Leroy's pitiful state, however, he took one look and Leroy's heart sank. It appeared that the crew leader had come to understand the situation, it seeming highly unlikely that Leroy and this other team member who he was already suspicious of, just happened to both come down with problems on the same night. Leroy also knew that the vile man had most likely not been “assisting” Margaret, and had probably figured out her feminine identity.

The next morning, however, the crew had set off again. A heavy autumn rain was falling, and the river had become fast and dangerous. The events of the previous night were unforgotten, and an air of awkward anxiety hung about. Suddenly, the sounds of a commotion were rising from the back of the canoe. The canoe was down two rowers, and combined with the rapids, this caused the boat to sway precariously. When many turned to see what was taking place, the distractions caused it to rock even more dangerously. Leroy, despite his injury, felt a rush of adrenaline as he observed the situation.

Nathaniel was again harassing Marven (somehow taking up a lot of space merely standing in the tight rowing stations of himself and Marven) and was shouting that he knew the voyageur was not sick, it was fake all along, and “he” was letting the canoe be in a dangerous situation. Suddenly he grabbed Marven and began to choke “him” with a perverted grin. Leroy could not stand the sight of it and rose up, dashing forward. However, he was unwieldy due to his injury and the rapids, and fell into Nathaniel, who began to shout at Leroy that he knew the situation all along. He began to mock him, letting go of Marven who fell forcefully. “His” toque fell off and the sash came undone. The crew gazed upon their teammate who was now revealed to be a woman. Leroy and Nathan were now exchanging blows, though the injured man was losing the brawl to the burly and abusive Johnson. Margaret was unable to take the sight of her fiancé, now battered, bruised and bleeding out, and, screaming at his attacker, rose up and tackled him, even sinking her teeth into his arm. In panic and pain at the bite, Nathaniel shook her off violently, and in her descent, the young woman tumbled over the side of the canoe and into the water.

The world seemed to slow down around Leroy as with a final rush of adrenaline, he overcame his injury, pushed past Nathaniel and leapt into the frigid rapids to rescue Margaret. Though Nathaniel was about to grab him, he was held back, by none other than Burke Hebert, abandoning his post as he could not let this happen to his dear sister. Burke had also picked up an oar, glaring fiercely at his opponent. Taunting Johnson, Leroy's old nemesis picked up the fight where Leblanc could not continue.

In about 10 seconds, though those seconds were excruciating and felt as hours, Margaret was thrust up onto the canoe. She was still conscious, though coughing and shivering. Burke had done some serious damage to Nathaniel, who was stunned at the moment from a blow to the head, and Burke rushed over to see to his sister. Seeing the disastrous condition of the canoe and coming too, Nathaniel, the leaderlike man he was, stopped brawling and began to shout commands to the other men to try and halt the dangerous swinging of the canoe, and sensibly seeing that Burke was not going to resume his position yet, Nathan, despite his laziness, feared for his life and took over at Burke's post.

Seconds passed, turning into minutes. It became abundantly clear that Leroy would not be returning and had been lost to the rapids, attempting to save his beloved. Margaret, who had warmed up a bit, realised the situation, and was inconsolable. The traumatic experience had made her a bit delirious and she attempted to also leap into the rapids in an attempt to end her life, but Burke stopped her as the brother and sister, now brought together again, looked on in sorrow.

Leroy had meanwhile succumbed to his injuries, tossed and twisted by the rapids, and had lost consciousness. By chance, he hit a rock and was propelled by it, washing up on the shore of a small bank covered in maple trees. It was a rather poetic site, a proper end for the young and romantic poet; the maple leaves falling about his body, the falling october rain mingling with the blood of the so called Prince of Rain. At last, his spirit left his body, and drifted far away, to a place where he would be granted another life in the arbour of paradise, a place suited for such a beautiful and artistic soul.

The expedition overcame the rapids and soon returned, more or less safely, to Montreal. In Couchelis, Leroy's parents mourned the untimely death of their only child, and in his sorrow, Mr. Leblanc had an awakening, being face to face with the result of his terrible action.

In the following years, Margaret never remarried, her heart torn and unable to be mended at the death of her fiancé. She lived with the Leblancs, now taking care of Leroy's mother. When the Leblancs passed away and Burke, now older, had retired from his expeditions, the changed man returned to Couchelis to take care of his sister. Seasons continued to turn, but the Hebert siblings, and Burke's descendants, never forgot the memory of the man who had helped to shape their lives.

As an Immortal in the Garden: After dying and entering New Eden he shares DNA with red maple trees. His blood is not entirely human blood anymore either, but is a lot like tree sap. (I know that was not illustrated well, but that is because the wounds he has on his leg and face are from life and are scars. If he was to acquire new wounds the immediate effect would be bleeding tree sap lmao) His tears are sappy as well. In addition to these problems, the branches on his head grow wildly and although painful, he must frequently trim them.

Relationships:

-Though they sometimes clash because of their opposite personalities, he and Madrono remain decent friends, due to their shared enjoyment of adventure and both being prone to have misadventures.

-He also gets on decently with Cantua because of their similarly thoughtful and quiet dispositions.

-He dislikes Amaryllis, since they're often compared for their similar age and shared language. Amaryllis had abundant relationship troubles in life, the opposite of Maple, so they often disagree about women and marriage.

-Cactus and Maple have a distant but mutual respect for each other.

-Is mostly quiet and rather indifferent towards many others in New Eden.

Fun facts:

-The opposite of Cantua, Leroy's hair is constantly messy and hard to control. He hasn't cut it because he thinks that it would be too difficult to have it maintain a decent look as it grows, so he just throws it into a ponytail.

-His favourite animals are rabbits.

-Maple is the least picky eater in New Eden, and often surprises others at his willingness to eat almost anything. He thinks of food as fuel and doesn't really care about how things taste.

-In this regard he also shocks others often at being willing to eat maple syrup.

-Due to his sudden surplus of freetime after dying and of course losing his job as a voyageur, he has become a prolific writer. Constantly depressed at also losing his fiancee, writing is one of the only things that helps him to cope with constantly feeling depressed.

-In life, Margaret was a much better brawler and physical fighter than he was.

Okay.

As always there are several aspects of the design which are confusing. Let me clear them up.

-The feathers on his toque/hat are directly behind the two little amber circles. I have a sketch illustrating this, which I will soon post.

-All the orange parts on his outfit that are not maple leaves are actually made of amber.

-These are the leaves of a red maple: images.wagwalkingweb.com/media…

-His skintone is like a light olive colour.

-His hair is very dark brown and he has blue eyes.

-He is both French and Native American. Please remember this when drawing him.

Let me know if you need to know anything else.

Lineart: Currently N/A

Small shoutout to AmeliaGrayson because of how GORGEOUSLY she drew him!! www.instagram.com/p/B7mOyBBFjG…

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Tales of New Eden art contest! CLOSEDAlright everyone! The contest is closed and I will be judging the entries!! You can expect them up by tomorrow! Thank you all for entering. Love ya
I'M DESPERATE TO HAVE AT LEAST A 2ND PLACE so I'm extending this to February 14th, 2020. It does feel somewhat sad that many said they could join back in March 2019, and now there are less than 10 entries, I wanted to be able to give away a lot more I'm not trying to guilt anyone to entering, just expressing my thoughts. It will close on V Day, though, so a lot of time is given if you still wanted to join. Not a big deal though; I make new contests every year I'm maybe going to make another one when ToNE's cast is finished, or maybe for just the modern versions of the characters.
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Your feature today will be Sur la Ritintin by Mélisande. www.youtube.com/watch?v=4o636H…

Leroy gets a portrait now, yay!

This took oddly longer than most of my art .. like ... a few days ... and I'm not even working ... I was discharged from the hospital a few days ago and I'm supposed to be recuperating, so I have a lot of free time, but Idk. Maybe I'm just lazy. I couldn't really show the sap in his wounds, only on the leaves themselves. It's okay, though, since I imagine it would be way more prominent on the leaves and plant elements anyway.

Hahaha, I imagine his hair is like many different lengths in the back, and only the hair on the side of his head is really long enough to go into the ponytail XD Poor Leroy and his terrible hair. I really need to illustrate this, maybe if I draw him from the back ...

GOSH there are so many portraits of women on the internet. Now you get a beautiful man.

If you want to learn about my personal project, Tales of New Eden/ToNE, look here:www.deviantart.com/lady-rococo… Explanation of New Eden And I actually suggest you read it before reading her backstory because some things won't make sense much otherwise ...

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I used a common black marker to clean up muddy areas, but otherwise it's entirely lined with a black gel pen and coloured with prismacolor coloured pencils. I tried to not be as vibrant as I used to be, but red maple leaves are VERY vibrant irl.

His full design is here

Érable/Maple

General Information:
Domain of: Red Maples

Sex: Male

Nationality: Quebecois/Canadian

Country of Origin: New France/Canada

Original Name: Leroy Leblanc

Lived: 1833 - 1856 (may change)

Birthday: November 26

Physical Age: 22/23 years

Physical Appearance: - (I will write it in detail later):

Downfall: He drowned after leaping into a river to save his fiancee.

Personality: In demeanour, this young man will appear to most as a calm, though melancholic/dour somebody who is always seeking/yearning for some thing or another. Though Leroy is not unfriendly and wishes to do everything he can to help others, he doesn't see the point to the idea of himself being close with individuals; at its root, the reason for this is because he thinks it will tie him down, preventing him from accomplishing his wide-encompassing goals. Indeed, though accepting of much and not a judgemental person, others may find it difficult to become close with him as he doesn't let many people in. Internally very passionate about select things, though most peers will fail to see this ambition/passion, as it is covered by his very pensive exterior. He is always seeking something, and even when he is happy, this youth still emanates a sense of longing. Often misunderstood and prefers to work alone (especially at tasks which he is passionate about). Despite being prone to melancholy, Roy is accepting of this and may once have been somewhat more optimistic, as he possibly had a troubled past which only increased the dourness of his nature. Actually creative and witty and has a sense of humour, though he doesn't frequently show it to others. Feels at home in rainy environments and loves to be outdoors.

Songs: Currently N/A

Quotes: Currently N/A

History:

Leroy Leblanc was born in 1833 to a French father and an Atikamekw mother, in a small village in Lower Quebec along the St. Lawrence river. His father was a fisherman and had fallen in love with a native woman, convincing her to move to a French village.

Though the little family was liked in general, Leroy and his mother always felt subtly outcast. Resulting, the baby grew up to be a quiet, introverted child. Not working in a team nor play well with other children, he seemed very pensive and dour. However, he charmed many adults with his introspective nature, creative ideas and occasional witty attitude.

One of his best friends was a little girl, about his own age, and the daughter of a family known by his father. The girl's name was Margaret Hebert. Though entirely of French origin, she accepted him and instead of simply playing raucously like other children, enjoyed listening to his ideas. However, Margaret's brother, her senior by about two years, Burke Hebert, was a popular but snobbish boy and always looked down upon Leroy for his differences, and upon his sister for being the friend of this quiet, sombre, different looking child.

Another aspect of Leroy's life that bothered him was his European name. He often sneaked out on walks and took little adventures, either on his own or with Margaret. On several occasions he had visited locations inhabited by other Atikamekws and natives. Though in some ways he felt more at home around them, identifying more with his mother's side, he also felt a bit distanced from them due to his French background. Additionally, his mother's sisters felt as if Leroy's mother had betrayed them by marrying into a French family, and thus, seemed to look down upon him a bit. All of this was a great cause of conflict and turmoil in the child's mind, though through it all, Margaret and his mother were by his side, supporting him. They were the only two people Leroy was not afraid to confide in, and thus were some of his only comforts.

The child was also a poet and a thinker, as well as an adventurer. He enjoyed exploring and then writing everything down at his leisure. His father, though a simple fisherman, knew a bit about education and taught him what he knew, something Leroy would always be grateful for. Despite the barriers placed on him, like his subpar French due to his mother not speaking it well, or his mediocre education, he had a strength and a way with words, making his writing unique. Always seeming melancholy, the young boy would often go out in the rain when others would shy away from the weather in fear of sickness, and would often sing alone, and began to develop a decent voice. He became known in the community as the “Prince of Rain”.

By the time the boy was about 7, he was well versed in the ways of fishing and sailing. Though much closer with his mother than his father, Mr. Leblanc taught him many things and took pride in his son, something which Leroy appreciated. His father had always wished to know him more, but felt they were very different and the two sometimes fought, which further caused Leroy to be a standoffish child. Though he did not have a good male role model emotionally, he was a strong and hard working member of the community growing up, and thus, as he aged, he became more respected by his peers.

Though not famously well off, the small village the Leblancs lived in, Couchelis, gained much of it's money from the lucrative fur trade. It was located near the mid St. Lawrence, a prime location for such business. Although fur trade and voyaging afar were not as common as they had been in the past, Couchelis was still relatively well known for it. Many of the men of the village had been voyageurs in their youth, and many still were. Thus, their sons and many young boys of Couchelis were pushed toward this career, including many of Leroy's peers.

The Leblancs were on the poorer side of the population of their village, and so it appeared to Mr. Leblanc that it was a logical choice to push his son in this direction as well. This happened around 1853, and marked the beginning of a treacherous period of the now young man's life, as he endured much fighting with his father.

Due to his introversion and inability to work in a team, as well as closeness to his mother and community, Leroy was not very pleased with his father's notions. Although he didn't get along with many of his fellows, Couchelis was a village he took pride in, caring very much for his roots and culture. Thus, Burke, who has long decided he was going to be a voyageur, decided that this would be an opportune time to exert power over the one who he and his friends had mocked and humiliated since childhood.

Leroy had always been good at not getting involved in drama, in simply ignoring the haughty and rude remarks of Burke's gang, but this time he found himself at their will more than usual. Because of his pride in his people, Burke told him he would be dishonouring Couchelis and everyone he knew were he to “waste his life away at a writing desk”, causing Leroy to become deeply conflicted and depressed. He was very fond of adventure and could see where his rival was coming from, but especially did not want to devote his life to joining a team where he would always be tormented by Burke and his friends, and never see his loved ones again.

By this time, Leroy had also grown very fond of Burke's little sister. Margaret had chosen Leroy over her brother and thus, she had drifted from her sibling. Margaret also wanted nothing more than for her brother to head away on expeditions, and leave her behind so she could do what she pleased without him trying to control her, and additionally to Leroy, had been hinting at making their relationship something more. She had been trying to prevent a situation like this from occurring but had no sway over the stubborn Burke and his friends.

Eventually, and after much emotional struggle, Leroy decided he had been correct, despite Burke's harassment and his father's efforts to push him, and would never devote his life to voyaging. Instead, he befriended the Hebert parents, and later in 1853, he proposed to Margaret.

Come springtime of 1854, much was happening in Couchelis. Margaret, who had agreed to Leroy's proposal, was making preparations for the marriage. Some important men, the Bourgeois, had also come, looking for recruits to the fur trading business.

Burke was quite annoyed by this time. He did not wish, in any way, to be related to dour, dandy and quiet “wimp” like his sister's fiancé. He also knew, that with the hustle in Couchelis to sign up to be a voyageur, he could easily ruin his soon-to-be brother's life.

While Leroy was unaware, Burke slipped through the commotion and signed him up for a much needed position in the newly recruited team. The Bourgeois were looking for someone of exactly Leroy's height and build to join the team, and additionally, Leroy was slightly educated and had a good singing voice and way with words, traits that were encouraged among the voyageurs to keep their spirits high. Burke told the Bourgeois nothing of Leroy's terrible teamwork or displeasure to join, but instead made it appear that he was an amazing team player and had been wishing to join for his entire life, and explained that Mr. Leblanc was very supportive of his son's goal and had taught him everything necessary about seafaring.

A week later, the sign-ups closed, the new team was about to embark. They were set to head out on the St. Lawrence river from the nearby city of Montreal, down through America, and back up again to the Hudson Bay. Leroy was busy making preparations for the upcoming wedding, but while he was at home, there was a mysterious knock on the door. When the young man went to answer it, it was a member of the Bourgeois, requesting his presence. Leroy did not understand and, knowing nothing of Burke's nefarious plot, apologised and attempted to turn the man away. The man did not leave, and instead explained that young Leblanc was indeed on the list, and that his presence was needed and prior, had made it abundantly clear that it was too late for cancellations. Shocked into silence, and too polite to immediately say no, he froze, trying to make sense of the situation. In that moment, Mr. Leblanc emerged from the back of the house, and in his ensuing conversation with the man, learned of what happened. Turning to his son, the now angry father questioned him, thinking he had signed up himself, and asked why he intended to back out of his promise to become a voyageur. Moreover, he also wanted to know why Leroy had said nothing of his plan.

It came to Leroy that something fishy must have occurred, as he did not remember ever telling anyone he wished to sign up. He suddenly blurted out that it was not him … but, to Mr. Leblanc, things were coming to a head. For a long time, he had been upset with his son for his decision to marry into a poor family, despite his filial relations with the Heberts, and furthermore was unsure of where his son would get the money to afford even a small house, as his family's house was too small to support anyone else. In a moment of immense willpower and emotion, Mr. Leblanc decided he could not let his son throw away his life marrying at this point in time, and stepping in above him, told the Bourgeois that he would be happy to have Leroy join the voyageurs, and that he would not let his son go back on his word. Leroy, now staring at his father in disbelief, was silenced, and his father shoved him outside before locking the door, effectively kicking him out.

Not knowing what else he could do, Leroy was about to search for Margaret, who he had always come for for support, but just as he turned away from the man who had hired him, he found himself staring at Burke and several of his pals. Burke, winking at Leroy, told the government man that he could go on ahead, and that he would like to walk “his friend” to the caravan headed toward Montreal. Knowing there was no escape now, Leroy had no choice but to go with them.

It was the beginning of 1856. Leroy had been a voyageur for over two years. It had been difficult, but he was managing himself. He had learned to work in a team, and though he was still the worst team player, his excellent singing and way with words and lyrics kept the men in high spirits, and they came to respect him. He was still sometimes humiliated by Burke, but their hatred for each other had developed into a bit more of a proper rivalry, as Leroy still had not come to know of Burke's treacherous deed. He had even somewhat befriended some of Burke's friends who used to taunt him. The journey had matured the boys of Couchelis and they were all growing into fine young men.

Things were not entirely pleasant, however. Leroy was still engaged and could not forget Margaret, nor his mother, having lost his two most precious companions. A seed of anger had also been planted in his heart against his father, though the memory of his father's wicked deed provided Leroy with some much needed aggressive energy and encouragement to commit to his job, wanting to outdo and prove he was better than his father. His long term goal was to make enough money to go back home and have enough money to get married, and to earn his parents' blessing. He wrote to Margaret whenever he got the chance and was rather pining away for her, sometimes causing him to be inefficient at his job, much to the chagrin of the leader of his team, a man by the name of Nathaniel Johnson.

Nathaniel was an American, and a useful member of the team as he helped them navigate the waters of the United States. However, at least in Leroy's opinion, this was about the only benefit to Nathaniel being there. Leblanc was quiet, polite, introspective, a bit of a loner, and an artist. Johnson was bold, brash, stubborn, had a temper and was a bit perverted, something which personally bothered the respectful Leroy a decent amount. He found it difficult to respect Nathaniel and thus often rebelled quietly. To Leroy, even someone such as Burke Hebert was much easier to get along with than this man. Burke was dishonest and cruel, but he at least had an appreciation for comradery and hard work. Johnson, in contrast, was often lazy enough to delegate others to do his work, was greedy, and lost his temper whenever people did not listen to him.

Fast forward about 6 months. It was a return trip to Montreal and the band of voyageurs had reached their destination. At the docks, a man from the Bourgeois greeted them, and explained that they had a couple more recruits, who would fill up the canoe and also to replace a man who had become ill and could no longer work. Since the team would be staying in Montreal until the next day, when they would load more furs onto their canoe, Leroy, a frequent observer of people, took the opportunity to get to know the recruits, as he was dreading getting to know new people and wished to get it over as soon as possible.

The newcomers numbered 3. A short, jolly, plump youth by the name of Burtie, a sneaky looking fellow named Thomas, and a proper, pretty boy who introduced himself as Marven. Though intimidated by the talkative Burtie and a bit untrusting of Thomas, Marven and Leroy got along alright, seeming to share many interests, though something seemed a bit … off about him. Perhaps a bit familiar.

It was only about a month into the group's new expedition, July of 1856. The voyageurs were now travelling a bit more inward, all the way to west Ontario. Things had been pretty smooth, though Nathaniel's treatment of the new members was rather harsh. He had been through a bit of bullying in his lifetime and thus did not enjoy seeing the maltreatment of others. The team captain especially was always picking on Marven, making rude remarks and not seeming to trust him. One time he shoved the latter violently, knocking over some shipments and making a bit of a mess. Seeing how shaken Marven was, Leroy had grown a bit angry. That night, when they had found a small strip of land and were camping out, Leblanc decided to have a talk with Marven, who seemed strangely frazzled and unable to focus. They had gotten to know each other decently, though Marven always seemed a bit elusive and shy. The two privately sat in the canoe while the others prepared the food on shore, and Leroy tried his hardest to convince Marven of his innocence and to speak up against Nathaniel. However, the boy seemed unable to concentrate on what was being told to him and didn't respond. Realising he would be unable to convince him any more at the present moment, Leroy got up and decided to bring the conversation to a halt. Leaving the area, he put a hand on the other's shoulder and once more reassured him everything would be okay.

That is when an odd sensation came over Leroy. Something was very off about Marven, and he knew it for sure. He took a long look at him, and the two locked eyes. Marven's expression of shock and nervousness soon melted away to be a look more intent and caring, an expression Leroy had seen many times before. It was at that moment that Marven burst into silent tears, and began to apologise profusely, swearing that “he couldn't help it” and “he didn't know what had come over him” … Sobbing, the boy's pitch was much higher and more shrill than usual, and suddenly, Leroy understood everything.

Marven threw off his toque, and Leroy recognised … her. Marven was nothing but an alias. The true identity of this pitiful person was none other than his fiancée, Margaret Hebert. Through her tears, she explained that she had been planning this for months. She had been cross-dressing just as a hope to pretend to be a new recruit and perhaps see her lover again on the docks, and never expected she would get this far. She had cut her long and beautiful locks and changed her voice, and even worked out frequently to try and bulk up. Shocked into silence, Leroy tried to piece together the situation in his mind, not understanding why anyone would go to all this trouble for him. Margaret seemed saddened by his silence and appeared to think he was angry at her, and frantically Leroy reassured her it was not the case, explaining his feelings that he was incredibly relieved that she wasn't angry at him for not being given an opportunity to return and marry her, though he had told her of his plan in a letter. The young woman then went on to explain that lately she had been losing her calm and her identity as Marven, because she was becoming distraught at not being able to reveal her identity to her fiancé, never planning to have gotten to a point where they were together on an adventure but she could only admire him from afar. Furthermore, she had come to realise that Nathaniel, the pervert that he was, was perhaps onto her. Leroy grew even more angry at the thought that the dastardly man would dare to do anything to his beloved.

There were strange noises from ashore, and someone called out their names. Realising they had been noisy, Leroy went back to his teammates while he gave time for Margaret to get back into character and resume her alias.

Though there was not much either of them could do at the moment, Leroy and “Marven” now shared a secret and often silently communicated during their work. Over the course of the next months, they gradually grew more bold about their relationship, though still kept it hidden. Whenever they were alone together they would privately talk and share their feelings. This caused them both to work somewhat inefficiently, due to the fact that they would visibly exchange glances or smile at each other often. Slowly, the other members of the crew began to catch on that something was up and Leroy was frequently teased that he was gay, which somewhat worried him and as soon as the time was right, he took his fiancée aside to let her know the others were beginning to notice their relationship. Margaret had noticed this too and was concerned as well. Leroy remembered that members of the crew could be honourably discharged if they had some terminal illness or injury, like the man who Margaret had replaced. It would be risky, but the two decided to try and perhaps feign illness or injury when next approaching Montreal.

Of all the members on the team, perhaps the one who was most aware that something was off was Burke. Though he was somewhat estranged from his sister, he still knew her well enough to recognise her. One time, after “Marven” had left the area, with Burke and Leroy alone, Burke took the opportunity to let his rival know that he had figured it out, but promised not to tell anyone, for the good of his sister. Leroy was relieved to hear this, as a burden had been lifted off his chest … but his relief didn't last but a few minutes. Burke also warned Leroy that he was not the only one who had figured out Marven's true identity; Johnson had come to realise there was something different about the young recruit as well. Alarmed, Leblanc felt in his heart that things would soon come to a head, and if he was not careful, the situation could indeed end very badly for those involved.

It was the autumn of 1856, and the team, having completed their voyage, were returning to Montreal. The air was beautiful and crisp and leaves were carried on the wind, creating a magical effect. They were nearing home, and the two lovers were very excited. Leroy had earned a decent amount of money and was confident he could now perhaps earn his father's blessing. It was now time to pull off his risky, dangerous plan, and yet, he believed he owed it to Margaret, who had done so much just to be able to see him again.

One night while camping out, Leroy said he had been feeling cramped up in the little canoe and was off to take a short walk. While he was in the woods, away from anyone's view, he found he was at the top of a high, rocky hill. He knew what he must do; in a matter of minutes, the young voyageur was tumbling down the slope, and when he forcefully hit the bottom, he felt a shooting pain in his right foot and in his side. Though hurt, a smile soon covered his face. Leroy sat up, painfully, and observed himself; the left side of his body was soaked in blood, and when he tried to stand up, he limped. He had succeeded in injuring himself enough to be able to go home with honour and not have to face his dad's disappointment.

Crying out, some of the other voyageurs rushed over to meet him, carefully descending the hill. Writhing in pain, he explained that he had been “simply foraging, and fallen. He did not think he would be able to manage and would need to return home immediately”. The others were sympathetic and helped to carry him back to safety. However, Burke was among the men, and quietly warned Leroy that something was very wrong back at camp. Margaret had been feigning malaria, and Nathaniel had approached, vowing to help. Burke knew that he had ulterior motives and made sure the men got back as quickly as possible.

Back at camp, Burke had apparently been correct. Nathan and Marven were nowhere to be seen. Immediately becoming distraught, Leroy attempted to rush to look for them, but immediately fell. Flinching at his pain, he remembered his pitiful condition, forgotten in his current panic, and wished he had perhaps waited a day to enact his plan, or at the very least not left his fiancé alone. Burke, not anything like the bully he used to be, and having undergone a total change of character since getting to know his rival better, helped him up with ample strength. The others, not understanding what they had been caught up in, were murmuring amongst themselves and began to be noisy. Burke quickly and quietly put his finger to his lips to silence them, and motioned for them to follow. Being highly respected as he was, the others followed his directions, and, still helping Leroy to walk, Burke led the way back to the canoe where he knew a drama was taking place.

Approaching the canoe, everyone suddenly heard a shrill scream, and the silence was broken as everyone again began to mutter and murmur. This ended up being a good thing, in reality, because only a moment later, Nathaniel had appeared in front of them, seeming to have stopped harassing the cross-dressing Margaret, and explained how “Marven” had grown very ill and would need help. Seeing Leroy's pitiful state, however, he took one look and Leroy's heart sank. It appeared that the crew leader had come to understand the situation, it seeming highly unlikely that Leroy and this other team member who he was already suspicious of, just happened to both come down with problems on the same night. Leroy also knew that the vile man had most likely not been “assisting” Margaret, and had probably figured out her feminine identity.

The next morning, however, the crew had set off again. A heavy autumn rain was falling, and the river had become fast and dangerous. The events of the previous night were unforgotten, and an air of awkward anxiety hung about. Suddenly, the sounds of a commotion were rising from the back of the canoe. The canoe was down two rowers, and combined with the rapids, this caused the boat to sway precariously. When many turned to see what was taking place, the distractions caused it to rock even more dangerously. Leroy, despite his injury, felt a rush of adrenaline as he observed the situation.

Nathaniel was again harassing Marven (somehow taking up a lot of space merely standing in the tight rowing stations of himself and Marven) and was shouting that he knew the voyageur was not sick, it was fake all along, and “he” was letting the canoe be in a dangerous situation. Suddenly he grabbed Marven and began to choke “him” with a perverted grin. Leroy could not stand the sight of it and rose up, dashing forward. However, he was unwieldy due to his injury and the rapids, and fell into Nathaniel, who began to shout at Leroy that he knew the situation all along. He began to mock him, letting go of Marven who fell forcefully. “His” toque fell off and the sash came undone. The crew gazed upon their teammate who was now revealed to be a woman. Leroy and Nathan were now exchanging blows, though the injured man was losing the brawl to the burly and abusive Johnson. Margaret was unable to take the sight of her fiancé, now battered, bruised and bleeding out, and, screaming at his attacker, rose up and tackled him, even sinking her teeth into his arm. In panic and pain at the bite, Nathaniel shook her off violently, and in her descent, the young woman tumbled over the side of the canoe and into the water.

The world seemed to slow down around Leroy as with a final rush of adrenaline, he overcame his injury, pushed past Nathaniel and leapt into the frigid rapids to rescue Margaret. Though Nathaniel was about to grab him, he was held back, by none other than Burke Hebert, abandoning his post as he could not let this happen to his dear sister. Burke had also picked up an oar, glaring fiercely at his opponent. Taunting Johnson, Leroy's old nemesis picked up the fight where Leblanc could not continue.

In about 10 seconds, though those seconds were excruciating and felt as hours, Margaret was thrust up onto the canoe. She was still conscious, though coughing and shivering. Burke had done some serious damage to Nathaniel, who was stunned at the moment from a blow to the head, and Burke rushed over to see to his sister. Seeing the disastrous condition of the canoe and coming too, Nathaniel, the leaderlike man he was, stopped brawling and began to shout commands to the other men to try and halt the dangerous swinging of the canoe, and sensibly seeing that Burke was not going to resume his position yet, Nathan, despite his laziness, feared for his life and took over at Burke's post.

Seconds passed, turning into minutes. It became abundantly clear that Leroy would not be returning and had been lost to the rapids, attempting to save his beloved. Margaret, who had warmed up a bit, realised the situation, and was inconsolable. The traumatic experience had made her a bit delirious and she attempted to also leap into the rapids in an attempt to end her life, but Burke stopped her as the brother and sister, now brought together again, looked on in sorrow.

Leroy had meanwhile succumbed to his injuries, tossed and twisted by the rapids, and had lost consciousness. By chance, he hit a rock and was propelled by it, washing up on the shore of a small bank covered in maple trees. It was a rather poetic site, a proper end for the young and romantic poet; the maple leaves falling about his body, the falling october rain mingling with the blood of the so called Prince of Rain. At last, his spirit left his body, and drifted far away, to a place where he would be granted another life in the arbour of paradise, a place suited for such a beautiful and artistic soul.

The expedition overcame the rapids and soon returned, more or less safely, to Montreal. In Couchelis, Leroy's parents mourned the untimely death of their only child, and in his sorrow, Mr. Leblanc had an awakening, being face to face with the result of his terrible action.

In the following years, Margaret never remarried, her heart torn and unable to be mended at the death of her fiancé. She lived with the Leblancs, now taking care of Leroy's mother. When the Leblancs passed away and Burke, now older, had retired from his expeditions, the changed man returned to Couchelis to take care of his sister. Seasons continued to turn, but the Hebert siblings, and Burke's descendants, never forgot the memory of the man who had helped to shape their lives.

As an Immortal in the Garden: After dying and entering New Eden he shares DNA with red maple trees. His blood is not entirely human blood anymore either, but is a lot like tree sap. (I know that was not illustrated well, but that is because the wounds he has on his leg and face are from life and are scars. If he was to acquire new wounds the immediate effect would be bleeding tree sap lmao) His tears are sappy as well. In addition to these problems, the branches on his head grow wildly and although painful, he must frequently trim them.

Relationships:

-Though they sometimes clash because of their opposite personalities, he and Madrono remain decent friends, due to their shared enjoyment of adventure and both being prone to have misadventures.

-He also gets on decently with Cantua because of their similarly thoughtful and quiet dispositions.

-He dislikes Amaryllis, since they're often compared for their similar age and shared language. Amaryllis had abundant relationship troubles in life, the opposite of Maple, so they often disagree about women and marriage.

-Cactus and Maple have a distant but mutual respect for each other.

-Is mostly quiet and rather indifferent towards many others in New Eden.

Fun facts:

-The opposite of Cantua, Leroy's hair is constantly messy and hard to control. He hasn't cut it because he thinks that it would be too difficult to have it maintain a decent look as it grows, so he just throws it into a ponytail.

-His favourite animals are rabbits.

-Maple is the least picky eater in New Eden, and often surprises others at his willingness to eat almost anything. He thinks of food as fuel and doesn't really care about how things taste.

-In this regard he also shocks others often at being willing to eat maple syrup.

-Due to his sudden surplus of freetime after dying and of course losing his job as a voyageur, he has become a prolific writer. Constantly depressed at also losing his fiancee, writing is one of the only things that helps him to cope with constantly feeling depressed.

-In life, Margaret was a much better brawler and physical fighter than he was.

Okay.

As always there are several aspects of the design which are confusing. Let me clear them up.

-The feathers on his toque/hat are directly behind the two little amber circles. I have a sketch illustrating this, which I will soon post.

-All the orange parts on his outfit that are not maple leaves are actually made of amber.

-These are the leaves of a red maple: images.wagwalkingweb.com/media…

-His skintone is like a light olive colour.

-His hair is very dark brown and he has blue eyes.

-He is both French and Native American. Please remember this when drawing him.

Let me know if you need to know anything else.

Lineart: Currently N/A

Small shoutout to AmeliaGrayson because of how GORGEOUSLY she drew him!! www.instagram.com/p/B7mOyBBFjG…

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Come join my Tales of New Eden contest!! I'M EXTENDING IT ONE MONTH, SO PLEASE JOIN!! I can't even do 2nd place until 10 entries.

Tales of New Eden art contest! CLOSEDAlright everyone! The contest is closed and I will be judging the entries!! You can expect them up by tomorrow! Thank you all for entering. Love ya
I'M DESPERATE TO HAVE AT LEAST A 2ND PLACE so I'm extending this to February 14th, 2020. It does feel somewhat sad that many said they could join back in March 2019, and now there are less than 10 entries, I wanted to be able to give away a lot more I'm not trying to guilt anyone to entering, just expressing my thoughts. It will close on V Day, though, so a lot of time is given if you still wanted to join. Not a big deal though; I make new contests every year I'm maybe going to make another one when ToNE's cast is finished, or maybe for just the modern versions of the characters.
The old journal can be found here: ToNE + Birthday contest 2019

Thank you so much for viewing my art! I would love to know what you think of his story as well, as I work harder on the histories than the art. I hope you have a wonderful day! <3

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