The Great Library of Palanthas

An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Hamrack.

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 massive tome lined with fake jewels on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Hamrack' scribed in unearthly blue ink.


Author:    Hamrack        
Date:      Wed May 13 18:52:57 2009
Subject     A gust of wind: Hamrack's Beginnings.

As a young Ergothian, Hamrack found himself often on the deck of
his father's ship the Enigthiman. He would hide in empty barrels,
below the decks, run up the ratlines, much like a seaborn monkey.

One day, when he was perhaps six to seven summers, a strange man
in a dress took passage upon the Enigthiman to Palanthas.
Hamrack's father had a shipment of spice and supplies to that
port, so the mans passage was simply an extra bonus for the crew.

The man in the dress, apparently was a magician of some sort,
mage if you will, and delighted the crew in the evenings upon the
aft deck. Shows of fluttering lights, gusts of wind, cantrips and
strange words... but the young Hamrack watched in awe and tried
his best to remember the words.

A number of years later the boy found himself becoming a man, and
though still tied invariably to the sea and the ship... he also
would still recite those words and gestures at times... often in
the crows nest by himself. "Pwshhwaa ooshgf" he gestured one day
of dead calm.... WHOOOOSH a wind came from apparently nowhere and
snapped the sails full! The ship lurched forward and the sailors
scrambled to make way, bewildered at the sudden change in their
fates.

All, except Hamrack's father... he had seen the young man and
realized what had happened, and on that day he realized his young
son was not so young anymore... and no longer could he teach him
his own ways, but he must learn the ways of magic. Perhaps once
he has learned his profession, the boy could return as a man and
take his place at his father's side.

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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