The Great Library of Palanthas

An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Venosh.

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 journal on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Venosh' scribed in light yellow ink.

Author:    Venosh         
Date:      Fri Dec 24 05:22:56 2010
Subject     Another Chance

Venosh had been a mercenary. His family was neither rich nor poor but he 
needed to make his own way in the world. He had been in charge of a 
company of men and women that had been ordered to raze and ransack 
a town owned by a rival of his employer to send a message. 
It was raining out and the fires were burning fiercely. The smoke was choking. 
Venosh was walking through the middle of the town when he heard a cry. 
A small girl was trapped in the upstairs of a house. He started to continue 
walking when she screamed again. The flames were starting to attack her 
in force now. She was looking out the window, looking right at him, screaming 
for help. 

He stopped thinking about the money and acted on his instinct. Venosh cut 
off his armor as much as he could and scaled up onto the eve of the house 
under the window. He shattered the glass to try to get to the girl but there 
was a backdraft. He caused the whole upper floor of the house to explode 
and burst into flame. 
The girl was killed instantly and he was thrown from the overhang into the 
mud. Near death and badly burnt Venosh lapsed into unconsciousness. 
Tears flowing down his cheeks for the girl he never knew. While he was 
unconscious he had a spiritual awakening, a vision, a miracle.
One of the Old Gods came to him. When Venosh looked right at the god 
he looked like a common soldier, but out of the corner of his eye Venosh 
saw him as either a massive minotaur or a heavenly knight. But always, 
when he looked right at him, he was a common foot soldier.
The god bade Venosh to walk with him for a time, and before he had a 
chance to say anything they were already strolling through a quiet garden. 
The god told Venosh about his impending death. That he was severely 
burned and would perish because his men had left him for dead.
So the soldier/god gave him an ultimatum because of the way he acted 
throughout his life, and especially in the end. He had showed great courage, 
staying steadfast to his beliefs whatever they had been. At the end he showed 
with complete selflessness in trying to save the girl and dieing for it, for he
with would surely die.
The ultimatum was this, the soldier god would heal Venosh and allow him 
to continue to live if he agreed to follow certain principals. Or he would be 
granted a painless death. The god would take his spirit from his body early 
and spare him from the agony to come. 
Venosh agreed to the terms of life. He would follow the principals of the god 
in exchange for another chance. His body was completely healed. Everything. 
Every scar every ache every pain. His body was remade as perfect as any 
human could be made.
Even with his body healed the true god did not send him back yet. Instead 
he wished to personally instruct Venosh in the Codes and Measures of the 
Order of Solamnic Knights. After he had spent years studying and learning, 
then he sent him back to his plane. 
The only thing he had to do now was to join the order and live an honorable 
life by the grace of his patron god, Kiri-Jolith.

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 823 books from Ansalon from before the great Cataclysm through today.'