The Great Library of Palanthas

An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Michael.

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 thread-bare book bound in cloth on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Michael' scribed in vibrant maroon ink.


Author:    Michael        
Date:      Wed Feb 11 17:51:01 2009
Subject     Destiny.

On the western coasts of Solamnia, the morning mist rolled off the town
of Gwyntarr. It was a small but industrial town; fishing and trade were
excellent here. The people were good natured and courtesous, Michael could
not recall any real trouble there. His Mother had died during child birth
and he had no siblings. His Father was a soldier, a man at arms for the
Local Lord. Although not as prestigious as a Knight of Solamnia, his father
brought much honor to the Warde family. He had fought, defended, and served
with diligence. His father retired and gave Michael the funds to move north
to the city of Palanthas, so that he might fulfill his dream of becoming a
Knight of Solamnia. He didnt want to fail, he needed to succeed. His father
deserved at least that. He had been disheartened to leave his aging father
behind, though the sentiment faded when he sailed in to the famed city of
Palanthas. Before becoming too immersed in the splendor of the city, he
prayed to Kiri-Jolith a prayer of temperance, to resist enticement. He was
aware of the wiles the city might entice a man with, gambling, carousing,
and woman. He kept his eyes on the mark, and headed for the Solamnic Keep.
Exiting the harbor Michael seen many shops and merchants selling their
wares, he pushed through the crowds as quickly as he could, trying
desperately to guard his pockets from little kinder hands. He ask directions
from the citizens of the city, which though curt were helpful. The Temple of
Paladine drew him in, perhaps a short stop wouldnt hurt he thought eyeing up
the grand Temple. After exploring the grounds and paying a visit to the
alter, he left for the keep. Beggers had apparently shown up while he was
praying, for the entrance was flooded with hard to do commoners. He gave
alms to those he passed, pressing a copper into each hand. He gave a great
sigh as he exited the grounds and pressed on through the Imperial Square.
The Keep was quite massive and spectacular in its own right. He stopped to
appreciate the workmanship; the entrance was flanked by two golded dragon
statues. Shaking his head in wonder he opened the front doors and made his
way into the Grand Hall he was greeted by a page. He explained that he was
here to enlist in the ranks of the prestigious order of knights. The Page
brought him to a waiting room and told him to wait till a knight could see
him. Michael used the time to prepare his words, but his excitement was such
that he couldnt form a complete sentence in his mind. All the stories and
adventures he would undertake, all the glorious battles, and honorable deeds
he would partake. His heart was about the only thing racing faster and
wilder then his mind. When a servant finally summoned him he forgot all he
had prepared and simply took a deep breath and strode forth to his destiny.
The knight he seen was brief with him, taking his name and walking the keep
with him. He gave a basic tour and showed him his room and gave his first
orders. To train, not quite the grand induction he was expecting, but he
supposed he had to prove his way. Apparently he was to be tested and tried
before any formal induction was to take place. Destiny it seemed was still
on the horizon. 

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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