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 small leaflet to an Aesthetic standing by you. You note the spine bears the word 'Lidaiun' scribed in blue ink. As you glance down at the page you read..

From the pages of Lidaiun's book..


Author: Lidaiun Date: Mon Dec 27 04:01:47 2010 Subject Starting Anew A warship cuts through the rippling surface, creating waves of its own. Oars row steadily to the drum beats, and heavy grunts can be heard between breaks. The canvas swells up from a strong gust, propelling the body forward; the Red Condor proudly pruning upon it. Several horned figures, grayed out by fog and distance, move about the deck. At the prow, one scrutinizes the coast, populated with boulders and foliage. As the ship glides by, another horned figures stirs from the undergrowth. "Guess my absence was noted." the minotaur mutters. Once sails are no longer visible, she emerges from the shadows. She shakes off leaves, twigs, and large clumps of dirt clinging to her once-white fur. Weeks of skirting the search party has dyed the albino a dark greyish brown. But the eyes remain typically red. She shifts slightly and an angle of light glances off, emitting a flash of brass. Absentmindedly, Lidaiun touches the left horn where it's broken at the tip. Grimacing, she secures the leather straps of her armor, and layers some cloth to silence the chainmail around her waist. Steel plates welded to her forearms gleam dully as she clears a path through the brush. Lidaiun comes upon a crossroad; a sign points north towards Lacynos. Below the sigh hangs a weathered parchment. It's on to its last nail, positioned at a steep angle with one corner up. She peers at it, the worn lettering reads "M-E-R-C...A-R..Y...Adv..n..ure..For..ne...Tars..." The minotaur assumes the last part refers to Tarsis, a good several months travel from Mithas. Well, it's a start she shrugs. Keeping to the dense growth and shadows off the main road, Lidaiun continues north. A few hours elapse and the Gates of Lacynos loom in the distance. Armed guards can be seen patrolling the towers and gates. First things first, getting past the guards... Then figuring how to acquire passage to Palanthas.

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

The Latest Entry

"In Service to Takhisis" by Thiladus, posted on Tue Sep 29 16:13:23 2020.

Many months, maybe even years, had passed for Thiladus in the temple of Takhisis. The temple, he had learned, was a pla(read more)....

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

Lahrag
Lajiwan
Lakum
Lanfer
Lanock
LarftyLarf
Lars
Larukon
Laucian
Lazerous

Leaflock
Lebo
Leela
Lelthas
Leodas
Leonhardt
Leonius
Lidaiun
Lienkai
Lisciarant

Llewyn
Lockflinger
Locki
Lodanis
Loram
Lorcan
Loror
Lotari
Lothoemas
Luceid

Luerk
Luthien
Lykou
Lynx
Lyrac
Lyrra
Lyssra

Astinus says 'There are 37 authors starting with the letter L who have stories in the Palanthas library.'
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