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 paper booklet to an Aesthetic standing by you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Merthos' scribed in dark red ink.
As you glance down at the page you read..
From the pages of Merthos's book..
Author: Merthos
Date: Mon Mar 10 19:59:12 2008
Subject merthos
The white moon broke slowly over the towering spires of Silvanost. From
his posistion in the temple of Solinari, Merthos watched it dispassionatly.
Another night in this lonely temple, trapped here with the old, dottering
mages who hadn't posessed enough magical ability to dispassionatly. Another
night in this lonely temple, trapped here with be trusted with anything
other than teaching the novice mage classes.
"And as we can see from the relative positions of the stars, the
great moon's rotation is in fact influencing the tides of Krynn as well."
Merthos glanced down at his starchart in annoyance. Already he had mapped
the positions of the White and Red moons for the next two years. He sniffed
in distain as the other students paid rapt attention to the old elf who
stood in front of them all, laughing inwardly as they scribbled and crossed
out calculations.
As he glanced up at the sky, he noticed something odd about the white
orb suspended above the temple. There seemed to be a shadow at the edge of
the moon, that blocked some of the light. It was slight but Merthos, who was
by now extremely bored with the lesson, was able to tell that it must be the
shape of Nuitari, the third moon, worshiped by the Black Robes.
Merthos pondered. Perhaps this was the way to cast off these silly students,
with their moronic master. Perhaps this moon offered him his freedom. Perhaps
it offered him power. He did not look at the moon again that night, but he knew
it was there, and he felt its gaze on him.
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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
Attention to all you writers out there
by Nuitari, posted on Sat Apr 20 07:52:27 2024.
So this is a Story Challenge I want everyone to right a story about their
character. Any Story written for the next 5 (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:
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Astinus says '
There are 67 authors starting with the letter M
who have stories in the Palanthas library.'
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