The Great Library of Palanthas

An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Gnash.

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 worn book on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Gnash' scribed in blue ink.

Author:    Gnash          
Date:      Thu Dec 11 16:07:31 2008
Subject     Knife of Dracart: A coincidence

Not far from Neraka in a what from outside looks like a simple cave, a
short figure sits in the shadows, unseen. Gnash sits there his eyes closed,
listening to other goblinoids passing by. A rusty bronze dagger rests in his
lap, his hands constantly move around the blade, oiling it with poison. As
Gnash finishes he carefully sheathes the dagger, making sure he does not
scratch himself with it. Suddenly his eyes flash open, two red dots in the
shadow. "Time to hunt" the goblin mutters.

An hour later Gnash waits in an ambush with two Hobgoblins on a valley
between Sanction and Neraka. There had not been too much of travel in these
days. Not many travelers moved in bands small enough that the goblinkind
would dare to attack. "Thank you, my Lord" Gnash mutters as he sees a lone
human riding as fast as he can through the valley, towards them. Three
crossbows rise. One rider falls from horseback impaled by three bolts. Gnash
waves his hand "Go check if he has anything of value" he mutters to the
other hobgoblin with a rasping voice. A moment passes, then the hobgoblin
cries "Tis one from Dragonarmy and only has message, notting valuable!". So
a messenger, Gnash thinks to himself. "Come and show me the message" he
shouts. The hobgoblin arrives and hands the message to Gnash, who ignores
the seal of the Highlord and opens the letter. He reads it and stops to
think. Suddenly in a flash of violence, he draws his poisoned daggers and
slams them into the chests of the hobgoblins. This was to be his secret. So
the dragonarmies had lost a knife of Dracart, what ever it wasBut according
to Highlord of Dragonarmy it was very valuable. The knights of Solamnia were
also mentioned several times in the letter, so most likely the knife was
somewhere in Solamnia.

Some hours later Gnash boards into a ship headed towards Palanthas. He knows
that his kind are not looked well on in Palanthas, so it was good that the
smugglers were not going to use the official harbor, but a one of their own.

Author:    Gnash          
Date:      Sat Dec 13 19:17:54 2008
Subject     Knife of Dracart:"For I will have vengeance"

Darkness, just plain darkness. And a grand, pounding pain in his head.
Growling quietly Gnash opens his eyes. "That cursed knight!" he mutters as
he events before the black out come back to his dizzy head. The last thing
he can properly remember is the silvery hilt of the sword striking him right
between the eyes. The goblin glances around his surroundings and nods
slowly. The place seems familiar. It is a dark night, but his heat sensing
eyes need not such thing as light. Light.that stirs something in the back of
his head. Suddenly he curses aloud and jumps to all fours on the ground,
intensely searching for something. Realizing that he will not find what he
is looking for a terrifying expression of rage crosses his face and he howls
with a horrible sound that can be heard miles away:"It's GONE!
GOOOOONEEEEEEE!". then he continues quietly "That knight shall pay, and he
shall pay for long and pray for death. Yes he will pay"

For without knowing what he did the knight of Solamnia, Kael Encuintras, who
had knocked Gnash unconscious, took the note Gnash had captured from the
Dragonarmy courier. The heart of the lantern the knight took had not held a
candle, but the letter covering details about the missing Knife of Dracart.
Sitting back to calm down Gnash thinks about where the knight might be
headed for. "I need the damn note and my superiors take my head for losing
such thing" he thinks "And I want my vengeance too" For a while the goblin
just sits there and ponders about different possibilities. Finally he
decides that the knight was most likely heading for Sanction or Neraka.
Standing up, he starts to stumble back the road he had come from before this
unfortunate collision with the knight. As Gnash walks away his last words
still seem hang on air itself: "By the name of my Lord Morgion, I will have
revenge up on this foolish knight or I will die trying" 

The Storytellers of Ansalon, The DragonLance MUD

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