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Description
A long trek south across the plains of Albreich brings about a haunting and doleful sight. Long before reaching the Finnish
Southwestern forest lies a mostly flat plain covered by dry grasses in which the Doldrum trees make their home. These sessile
giants grow far from one another. With each only being visible from another as a dark smuge on the near horizon. They grow to massive sizes reaching heights of up to 130 feet. They communicate by positioning their leaves in a way that the endless gale can whistle through, producing the haunting sounds that can be heard for miles. Though not very intelligent, they are very capable of
producing amazing acoustics that would stand up the hairs on anyone's neck. Their form is somewhat saddening. Their branches
form what looks like an endlessly tormented face bowing to the might of the winds. Causing their longer branches to all grow
in one direction. When a fertilized cone falls from the parent, it tumbles across the plains until it is stopped by an outcropping
where it plants its roots. Where it will spend the next few hundred years, assuming conditions are right. These animals
are not social at all and an unlucky infant will not be able to grow if this outcropping happens to be the trunk of an
adult Doldrum. Once the infant starts to take root, the adult will do everything in its power to crush its lesser with its
swaying bulk. The bone-chilling howls of the Doldrum trees are territorial calls. They keep this animal occupied throughout
its sessile life. It is no wonder their calls are so haunting and their form so anguished. For it is forced to subsist on
nothing but ground nutrients as it pushes against the unabated winds in these barren and haunted lands.

Description
A long trek south across the plains of Albreich brings about a haunting and doleful sight. Long before reaching the Finnish
Southwestern forest lies a mostly flat plain covered by dry grasses in which the Doldrum trees make their home. These sessile
giants grow far from one another. With each only being visible from another as a dark smuge on the near horizon. They grow to massive sizes reaching heights of up to 130 feet. They communicate by positioning their leaves in a way that the endless gale can whistle through, producing the haunting sounds that can be heard for miles. Though not very intelligent, they are very capable of
producing amazing acoustics that would stand up the hairs on anyone's neck. Their form is somewhat saddening. Their branches
form what looks like an endlessly tormented face bowing to the might of the winds. Causing their longer branches to all grow
in one direction. When a fertilized cone falls from the parent, it tumbles across the plains until it is stopped by an outcropping
where it plants its roots. Where it will spend the next few hundred years, assuming conditions are right. These animals
are not social at all and an unlucky infant will not be able to grow if this outcropping happens to be the trunk of an
adult Doldrum. Once the infant starts to take root, the adult will do everything in its power to crush its lesser with its
swaying bulk. The bone-chilling howls of the Doldrum trees are territorial calls. They keep this animal occupied throughout
its sessile life. It is no wonder their calls are so haunting and their form so anguished. For it is forced to subsist on
nothing but ground nutrients as it pushes against the unabated winds in these barren and haunted lands.