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 heavy platinum-covered book to an Aesthetic standing by you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Thrgen' scribed in bright white ink.
As you glance down at the page you read..
From the pages of Thrgen's book..
Author: Thrgen
Date: Sun Jun 24 06:56:33 2007
Subject A leper?
A street walker and a drunk. Those were his parents. His father worked
the streets, while his mother drank and beat him and his father. Sleeping
in the streets, stealing food, eating out of trash, feeling rats crawling
over his body became the norm for his life. He met all kinds of people,
from the others like him to the lepars whom none would take. Even the rich
people who at times would take pity and toss him a coin. He began to
despise them all, their cleanlieness, they way the covered their noses with
scented cloths to keep the steench away from them. It was the rich kids
that were the worst, they would taunt him mercielessly. One day when too
much had built up for him to stand anymore. He followed one of them home,
he waited till darkness swept the city, he snuck in through a window, and
pulling a solied cloth from his undergarments he stuffed it into the young
mans mouth, his eyes snapping open wide with fear. All that can be retold
was that a week later the young boy began to suffer from a horrible fever,
and uncontrolable bowels. A week after that he died. The day after Thrgen
was there, all the parents found in the room with their son who was crying
was the soiled cloth and an empty chamber pot turned over on the bed. That
same day Thrgen left the city wrapped in a dark and tattered cloak with a
group of lepers, he has not been seen since.
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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
Not All Those Who Wander Are Lost...But Most Are
by Daksarai, posted on Wed Aug 15 15:24:09 2018.
Ladies and gentlemen! Daksarai here, and I am back with another story.
Where will this one be I wonder? I imagine it wi(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 64 authors starting with the letter T
who have stories in the Palanthas library.'
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