The Great Library of Palanthas

An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Tnaxz.

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 heavy platinum-covered book on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Tnaxz' scribed in burnt maroon ink.


Author:    Tnaxz          
Date:      Thu Dec 11 20:24:07 2008
Subject     Knife of teh Dracart: A goblin tattles

 "Dard. Leave,"  Tnaxz growled, waving at the goblin. A goblin messenger
had recently informed Tnaxz of a lost item of value belonging to the
Dragonarmy. As the goblin messenger bowed and left, Tnaxz called some others
from his adopted tribe, Marauder, to discuss what could only end in
advancement of the clan he had so recently found himself in.  "A lost
Dragonarmy item.. Must be important.. Much talk of it" Tnaxz thought to
himself. One of his old tribe, now a goblin servant in the Dragonarmy, had
overheard some high ranked officers talking furiously over a lost item An
item more then one goblin had lost its life over as the officers took out
their furry. Scanning around, Tnaxz sent a message to his brethern in the
MidenIr and to King Grumm on the wings of magic, this would be a most
interesting turn of events.

And so they as they had it, all the goblins under their command had been
ordered to be on the look out for this particular artifact. Even though they
did not know yet what it was, they would find out. Many goblins may be
slaves or warriors in the Drago Dragonarmy, but not all were loyal to the
Dark Queen. Tnaxz snickered to himself, the Dragon armys must be foolish to
think a godless race wouldnt betray their precious queen as long as there
are still tribes in the world to live under. Suddenly Tnaxz had a great
thought. 

 "Come,  Tnaxz ordered to a few nearby goblins to follow him. Time to find
this artifact. Without it, the Dragonarmy would surely lose its power and
goblins would return to their tribes.  and you see the treacherous worm,
kill it. Tnaxz had other business he planned to take care of before finding
this artifact. 

Author:    Tnaxz          
Date:      Fri Dec 12 00:33:23 2008
Subject     name Knife of Dracart, -.-

Tnaxz crawled along the outside out Palanthas. He finally learned of the
object, the MidenIr goblins had eventually found a man who knew of it and
made him talk.  "The knife of Dragosomething, foolish goblins.  he thought
with a sigh. His own tribe would never have been stupid enough to kill the
prisoner after only learning the name of the object.  Perhaps I should
convince a Cave Lord to take residence their, their current leader is
stupider then a dwarf, or an elf."  He shrugged, he could find a Cave Lord
anytime, now now was time to find this knife. Muttering and cursing to
himself, he entered Palanthas covered in rags even a goblin would consider
filthy, hoping to be mistaken as a gully dwarf. It would never do to have
knights stick a sword in his stomach. After a long hour of searching, he
found the port. It was not as easy as he thought it would be to find. Mainly
because he had got lost in the sewers as he met up with his loyal bodyguard,
a troll that was more hideous then the rest. Still he had made it. It had
not taken long for him to find a ship, a dark figure in the sewer had
readily agreed, after a bit of convincing to pay for his passage aboard a
ship, and tell the captain of the unusual passengers. As Tnaxz boarded the
ship, the sailors eyed him warily. "YOU!!" Tnaxz screamed. This particular
sailor glowed a bright blue. He had the dagger Screaming orders to his
troll, the troll and a few quick fireballs from Tnaxz had most of the
sailors running for their lives, and the dagger was on the ground.

 " It doesnt look very good Tnaxz said with a sigh. He liked the looks of
his fillet knife better.  "Still it must be a powerful weaponBlaegsh,  he
ordered pointing at his troll  grab it" As the troll grabbed it, Tnaxz saw
its face twist in rage, a strange power sweep through him. The troll lunged
at Tnaxz stabbed him in the chest and knocking him back the plank into the
street. Screaming and running in terror from the troll, Tnaxz cast a quick
fireball followed by a lightning bolt at the pursuing troll, the troll
screamed, its hair caught fire, and the dagger went flying back into a dark
alley. The guards soon came and put an end to the troll. Tnaxz continued
screaming and running down the streets crying in fear until he ended up in
another, dark alleyway. Certain no more crazed trolls or guards could find
him, he considered going back to the dagger, but no..  Not sure which alley
it went in, someone mighter grabbed it.."  Besides, he was afraid of the
dagger, as much as he crazed the power he had seen it give the troll, he
figured it best not to go mad while in a city of humans.  "MidenIr goblins
will watch the exits,  he said to himself  "someone leave soon with dagger."
x  Good thing magic armor protect me from troll dagger Or had it? He could
have sworn the dagger pierced both his magic and metal armorSighing, Tnaxz
was just glad the trolls fist must have hit him more then dagger.

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