The Great Library of Palanthas
An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.
Stories of Ansalon from the view of Mischieve.
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 bluish black leather-bound book on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Mischieve' scribed in unearthly orange ink.
Author: Mischieve Date: Tue Sep 24 14:55:20 2024 Subject Mischieve
I wasnt always a battlemage, you know. I had always dreamed of growing up to become the greatest warrior the world had ever seen. I came from a long line to warriors and my father was the greatest of them all. My mother, tho fierce, had a gentleness about her that kind of toned down the warrior side. I cant say that I did not enjoy seeing her softer side as she cared for me. I grew up feeling very loved and I couldnt wait to have the same sort of family myself when it was time. This was the plan, of course, until my family was brutally and horrifically murdered. We were traveling through the Plains of Dust when I large gang of warriors attacked our camp. The battle was long and bloody. Warrior after warrior, from both sides, expired and fell to the ground. The blood ran live a river through the camp. Suddenly, Agnes, a Battlemage in our group, with such an awesome presence, turned around and eliminated the enemy with some crazy spells! Quickly and without mercy, she wiped out every single one of our enemies! The final fight will forever be burned into my memory. I ran from tent to tent looking for our people. Save for me and the battlemage not a single member remained. I screamed out in horror and pain! I swore I would get justice! Crying and alone in the dark, I had no idea what would happen to me. I was still a child and the world is a big place. Suddenly, I heard some rustling outside my tent and my heart began to pound, they were back!! I pulled myself into a ball and hid under the blankets. I knew I did not stand a chance against those so powerful that they were able to take out my father. All I could do is hide and wait for them to kill me. All of a sudden I heard, tsk, tsk, tsk. Its ok girl, you are not alone. It was Agnes! I jumped out of my bed and ran into her arms just as she sat on the side of my bed. At that point I realized that my martial prowess wouldn't be enough to defend the ones that I love. Agnes was my savior. She was able to do what the great warriors were not able to do. I would follow in her steps, watch her closely as she trained me, and become a great battlemage myself. I will avenge my family and make sure those responsible pay deeply for their crimes.
The Storytellers of Ansalon, The DragonLance MUD
Astinus points to the massive wall of books behind him and bids you to make a selection.
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