The Great Library of Palanthas

An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Nyah.

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 'Nyah' scribed in deep purple ink.


Author:    Nyah           
Date:      Sun May  4 22:08:36 2014
Subject     The Gift

This gift is for you Uncle! Nyah whispers upwards even as she remains hunched over the figure on the ground. I hope you enjoy it Uncle, I watched this one for a long time, I watched it, I wanted to make sure it would be a good gift for you she continues muttering before hefting the cleaver and bringing it down sharply, bone cracking as the blade makes contact. She proceeds like that for a few moments, the impacts becoming methodical as she continues to carve apart the figure below her. Before long Nyahs arms are stained in blood, her hand and arm sore from the methodical motion of carving apart the body, but still she continues. I will add it to the others Uncle, so this one too can be with you and worship you, it will be so much happier to be with you Uncle, it is your gift, although they don't ever want to hear it, do they Uncle? She smiles happily as she hefts the cleaver in two hands and brings it down forcefully on the figures neck, severing the head from the body. dropping the cleaver to her side, its purpose served, she grabs the decapitated head by the hair and lifts it up to the night sky. You can see now truly, can't you friend? You can see Uncle, you are in a better place, it is his gift, you are lucky, I too will join Uncle some day friend, but right now you are the lucky one, I am jealous happily she picks herself up, the head dangling at her side as she wanders down the alley, leaving the remains of the butchered body where they lie. I will take this token home now friend, your soul is in a better place, but this token will be with the others, it will be proof of Uncles love to all of Krynn, he loves us so much he brings us this wonderful gift, I am so fortunate he picked me to deliver this gift to others, and you are happy now too friend, yes, now you no longer have fear or hunger or sadness, you only have joy now, yes friend I am jealous, but I must do my task, and I one day too will be happy like you, I will friend, I know it because Uncle says it will be so, he told me himself friend. she continues down the back ways of outer palanthas as she talks, making her way somewhere, staying in the shadows, only breaking her forward gaze to look into the darkness of night to smile. After some time she makes her way to a ramshackle tenement, just one of many in this poor area of Palanthas. Inside she drops the head on the floor, grabbing a sharp fillet knife before returning to sit in front of the head. You will become clean now friend, and join the others she picks up the head once again by the hair and faces it towards the dozens of skulls neatly arranged along the wall in front of her, each one meticulously stripped of its flesh, cleaned, and maintained with great care. Yes friend.. she begins and she begins digging the knife into the flesh, grabbing the flesh of what once was a person and tearing it open aggressively I am jealous you friend she whispers you get to be with Uncle Chemosh, I cant wait to join you..

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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