The Great Library of Palanthas

Astinus' Office

Dominating the center of this room is a massive birch desk. Legend claims this desk has supported the thousands of volumes of history Astinus has recorded. A large pot of ink, a container of sharpened quills, and a candelabra complete the desks decorations. Small windows line the room, allowing light to trickle in and gently illuminate the entire room. A comfortable couch rests against the west wall. Tapestries hang on the walls between the windows. Shelves line the walls, filled with tomes of the more recent records of heroes and villians upon the face of Krynn.

The librarian notices you aren't reading anything... Astinus hands a worn tome to an Aesthetic standing by you. You note the spine bears the word 'Khanon' scribed in dull blue ink. As you glance down at the page you read..

From the pages of Khanon's book..


Author: Khanon Date: Wed Jun 6 00:08:09 2007 Subject The quest for knighthood Glancing down at the sword at his waist a sigh escaped his lips. The battered and plain hilt, the dull and dinged blade left little to be desired. Likely a pawnshop would only give him a few gold for such an unworthy instrument of battle. Returning his attention to the task at hand he peered amongst the leaves at the bugbear den before him and hoped that perhaps if he completed his task the Knighthood would grant him a new blade to love. Standing from his crouched position he rose and approached the den faltering slightly on a fallen limb along the way. As he approached the bugbears heard the rustle of leaves as he stumbled and began to shriek wildly. With a momentary frown at his own carelessness he drew the old blade from its sheath and advanced more quickly. There were more than expected and the vermin began spilling out of the den in preparation to defend against the intruder. Khanon lifted his blade in a high guard as the first two advanced on him rapidly and with a strong downward slash dispatched the first. The second was more agile causing Khanon to drop to one knee and pull his blade in a backward arcing motion. The bugbear evaded easily and slashed at his forearm opening two bloody slices on his forearm. Switching the blade to his left hand and removing his shield from his back simaltaneously he lunged forward and thrust the broadsword through the beasts heart. Using his foot to hold the corpse still he tore the blade from it's bloody capture and advanced into the den. As he entered the den he lost track of how many he slew and time seemed to stand still as he followed the motions the weaponsmaster has taught him. High guard, downward slash, thrust, shield block and another corpse at his feet. Although during the intensity of the fight it felt as if time slowed and he had forever to calculate each action the den was cleared within a half hours time. Being sure he completed his task he thoroughly checked each nook and cranny of the den and only paused to remove a claw from one of the beasts. As he exited the den he wiped the blood clean from the proof of completion of his task and began his trek back to town. Author: Khanon Date: Thu Jun 14 01:15:54 2007 Subject The endlesss quest. The sun had risen only an hour prior and the traces of dew could still be seen leeching into the green flora about the trail. Khanon was sent on another of many tasks to prove his worth to the Knighthood. Although, he did recognize the benefit of such tasks for what they were. He was not only demonstrating his abilities to his superiors but also on a quest to learn more of himself. That was why even though some Knights see these tasks as menial, Khanon made sure he did his best on each. He thought to himself, "How does one become irritated when one can learn so much if the effort is made...?" As he traveled he contemplated many views as to why this trip and th enext task and the next are so beneficial to the growth of an individual. As his mind began to digress off to another topic he found himself surprised his journey had gone so quickly. Not fifty yards before him he saw the first of many dens that he had orders to clear out. One one one these bugbears were no match for him however in large numbers circumstances became unpredictable. That was why he took the utmost caution in approaching his first target and planning his course of attack. He advanced quickly from the south side and offered no warning. These were not creatures of reason nor honor and therefore not accorded the Knightly etiquette so followed by the Brotherhood. Coming up behind his first target he slide his blade through its back and out between the third and forth ribs on the opposing side. The two remaining creatures rushed at him as he yanked his blade from the dying vermin and spun in a circle to decapitate one of the advancing pair. He drew a dagger with his off hand to parry a blow from the remaining assailant but replaced it immediately after to focus his full attention to his blade. His body fell into actions of habit and he felt his mind seperate from the actions he was performing. The blade which so recently felt so foreign to him now drew his mind to marvel at the beauty of the combination of practicality and art in its design. The light glinted this way and that off of the blade as the blood splashed every few swings. He thought to himself, "does Lord Railen understand how much this gift means to me..?" Author: Khanon Date: Thu Jun 14 01:23:24 2007 Subject The endless quest cont... His thoughts traveled back to the one thing his father had provided for him and almost reached within his armor to touch it. And so his mind meandered and heart bounced around from sadness to respect and all around again. Meanwhile the den had emptied of its inhabitants and at least a dozen corpses lay about the site of battle. Despite Khanon's detachment he had been efficient and it was clearly a slaughter. His mind slowly faded back to connect with the bodly world and the mix of emotions he had been feeling about Railen and his father turned to much darker feelings. All about him corpses bled and gurgled emitting the iron smell of blood and death. It was true that he loved battle and the many intricacies of sword play but that much blood and loss of life was draining him. Attempting to remove himself from his inevitably depressing thought process he headed out to do more of the same. He would have to fill his time with action more than thought and in this way perhaps exhaustion would keep his mind from wondering. For know the sanctuary of knowing he mourned the death of even the most vile of creatures would have to be enough. Who knows, perhaps by completing this task for the Knighthood he saved lives.

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He states simply 'You might start with that one.. or you could take a look at the latest story..'

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The Storytellers of Ansalon, The DragonLance MUD

Astinus points to the massive wall of books behind him and bids you to make a selection.


Authors: All|A|B|C|D|E|F|G|H|I|J|K|L|M|N|O|P|Q|R|S|T|U|V|W|X|Y|Z

Kachzer
Kaede
Kael
Kaelay
Kaeptakus
Kaevar
Kafir
Kah
Kailen
Kailith
Kaine
Kaji
Kalawax
Kalevi
Kalrakin
Kamafal
Kamodo
Kanagi
Kaplan
Karas

Karasu
Karezak
Kark
Karnis
Karsa
Kavin
Kayla
Kedrian
Kelden
Keldore
Kentaro
Keraz
Kerix
Kerrok
Kesh
Kessa
Kestren
Keval
Kevril
Khakarot

Khanon
Khariif
Kharthox
Khayman
Khel
Khevin
Khin
Khoren
Khyldes
Kiania
Kilandara
Kilanthas
Kilst
Kinian
Kiran
Kiri
Kiyohime
Kline
Klonk
Knife_of_Dracart

Knom
Konan
Konnor
Korlia
Kosch
Krall
Kraven
KreShar
Kreus
Kromarius
Kroog
Krullaby
Kryonara
Kurnous
Kylan
Kythlion
Kyzzec

Astinus says 'There are 77 authors starting with the letter K who have stories in the Palanthas library.'
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