The Great Library of Palanthas

An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Dayrion.

A little gully dwarf runs by and says 'Wordwrap Off 65 80.'
The gully continues 'Eyes hurt? Turn Color OFF!! (regular story dates)

Astinus says 'Enter the main library here to view only the author list.'
Astinus gently places a brief catalogue on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Dayrion' scribed in earth-colored green ink.


Author:    Dayrion        
Date:      Wed Jul 21 12:33:46 2021
Subject     Dayrion Mythrip's Backstory

Dayrion Mythrip was born to Sir Waylen Mythrip and Lady Vivvian Mythrip on the 21st day of the month of Hiddumont. Both followers of Paladine, the found he had a great interest of his teachings even from an incredibly young age. Dayrion picked up his first training sword and shield almost as soon as he could walk and started training daily as soon as he was able to. Trained by his father in the art of the sword and shield and the teachings of Paladine from his mother set him on his path to becoming a pala Dayrion Mythrip was born to Sir Waylen Mythrip and Lady Vivvian Mythrip on the 21st day of the month of Hiddumont. Both followers of Paladine, the found he had a great interest of his teachings even from an incredibly young age. Dayrion picked up his first training sword and shield almost as soon as he could walk and started training daily as soon as he was able to. Trained by his father in the art of the sword and shield and the teachings of Paladine from his mother set him on his path to becoming a paladin. His father and mother both sent off to war decided he would ask the Temple of Paladine to take him in to complete his training. Unfortunately, neither of his parents were to come back alive. Just one month after his Date of Birth, he had to lay both his parents to rest. To none of the priests and paladins surprise he excelled in his training. Day to day the same routine of awaken before dawn, eat, train, study then sleep for the next close to 10 years. During this time, many stories were told to him of the Knights of Solamnia. To the point it became one of his goals. He will serve Lord Paladine and the people to the best of his ability. He swore this oath on this fathers blade and his mothers shield.

Author: Dayrion Date: Wed Jul 21 13:04:04 2021 Subject Dayrion Mythrip's Backstory

Dayrion Mythrip was born to Sir Waylen Mythrip and Lady Vivvian Mythrip on the 21st day of the month of Hiddumont in Solamnia. Both Paladins of Paladine, the found he had a great interest of his teachings even from an incredibly young age. Dayrion picked up his first training sword and shield almost as soon as he could walk and started training daily as soon as he was able to. Trained by his father in the art of the sword and shield and the teachings of Paladine from his mother set him on his path to becoming a paladin. His father and mother both sent off to war decided he would ask the Temple of Paladine to take him in to complete his training. Unfortunately, neither of his parents were to come back alive. Just one month after his Date of Birth, he had to lay both his parents to rest. To none of the priests and paladins surprise he excelled in his training. Day to day the same routine of awaken before dawn, eat, train, study then sleep for the next close to 10 years. During this time, many stories were told to him of the Knights of Solamnia. To the point it became one of his goals. He will serve Lord Paladine and the people to the best of his ability. He swore this oath on this fathers blade and his mothers shield. After he was released from his training, Dayrion went out into the world in search of good people to assist. His travels led him to an academy of sorts to help him better understand the world outside of his training. After he had completed the academy, he was truly ready to go out and help people.

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

Astinus sighs as he recants 'We saved 868 books from Ansalon from before the great Cataclysm through today.'
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