The Great Library of Palanthas

An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Guidonious.

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 folio on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Guidonious' scribed in rich green ink.



Author:  Guidonious
Date    Thu Jan 31 23:46:39 2002


Subject  Hide in safe...er I mean my return. >:)



Darkness. What seemed like eternal peace. Then pain. I awoke on a table with
Claire standing over me holding a book with the symbol of Chemosh on it.

I looked to see the pain on my arm. Chemoshs symbol had been branded apon me.
It was then I knew I would never be allowed to stand amongst the followers of
Paladine in the afterlife. My shame was too great to allow this...

And that once again I was endebted to an evil God for returning me to this
world. To my suffering. But I would not allow myself to be a pawn again. I
will find a way to regain my families lost honor or die trying.

She told me apon my return a group of pirates had brought the body to her.
Figures. My past haunting me yet again. I dreaded ever falling prey to the
song of the sea calling to me.

This time I swore it would be different. Like long ago I would cleanse this
world of evil as I had done in my birthplace of Thelgaard.

I knew noone would trust me after the sins of my past. But I also know I am a
son of Redhammer. And That I hold the strength to choose my path. With
Paladines teachings maybe I could try again and not falter in my path this
time.

After finishing my mug of Dwarven spirits (or was it 5) I pulled the cloak
over my head and returned to the place of my Birth. Only to find it a shade of
the glory it once held. After praying at my mothers grave I burned my home in
the sewers.

And began the task of relearning the teachings of Paladine my father had
taught me as a child before he died. He was a proud Solamnic knight. I should
have had more faith in his teachings. They never failed me. I failed them.

But that ends here. I will make Paladine proud of me with my deeds. So someday
I can sit in his glory with my father. Knowing forgiveness awaits those that
but ask for it. Evil will no longer dominate my path. I swear this on my
mothers grave.

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 803 books from Ansalon from before the great Cataclysm through today.'
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