Astinus' Office
Dominating the center of this room is a massive birch desk. Legend claims this desk has supported the thousands of volumes of history Astinus has recorded. A large pot of ink, a container of sharpened quills, and a candelabra complete the desks decorations. Small windows line the room, allowing light to trickle in and gently illuminate the entire room. A comfortable couch rests against the west wall. Tapestries hang on the walls between the windows. Shelves line the walls, filled with tomes of the more recent records of heroes and villians upon the face of Krynn.
The librarian notices you aren't reading anything...
Astinus hands a worn folio to an Aesthetic standing by you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Clive' scribed in vibrant white ink.
As you glance down at the page you read..
From the pages of Clive's book..
Author: Clive
Date: Sun Sep 26 19:20:39 2010
Subject Rituals
Born out of Palanthas, Clive grew up a disturbed boy. In his youth he
was a chunky kid and in that he grew up to be a very plump man. Never going
outside much during the day his skin became very pale and his eyes very
dark. As he grew up he got tired of the law abiding citizens of palanthas
and the solamnic knights throwing their law around. He often went to the
outskirts of palanthas to kill the farmers livestock. He enjoyed watching
them lying within inches of death. After weeks of this practice the farmers
came together to kill what they thought was a demon from what they saw left
of their dead animals. He enjoyed watching them lying within inches of
death. After weeks of this practice the farmers came together to kill what
they thought was a demon from what they saw left of their dead animals. They
caught him in the middle of one of his rituals. All of them ganging together
overtook him and beat him to unconsciousness.
When Clive awoke he found he was on a ship that had already set sail.
Bloodied and bruised he looked around confused. Standing up he walked over
to a sailor and asked, 'Whats going on? Where are we going? How did I get
here?' The sailor just looked at him and pointed to a man standing near the
bow of the ship. Clive walked over to him and the man grinned. Clive looked
at him and demanded to know what was going on.
The man said, 'Well, well, Finally you wake up. Been out for a day now. The
farmers you've been terrorizing were nice enough to pay for your trip to
sanction. Guess they had enough of you.'
Clive looked confused and his head was swimming in every direction from the
rocking of the ship. He leaned against the rail and threw up. The captain
laughed, 'Seems like your going to have a fun ride.' Chuckling to himself he
walked aft and into his cabin.
Between throwing up and sleeping clive did nothing else save drink some
water the entire journey to Sanction. Finally pilling into the harbor he got
off and wandered the streets of Sanction happy to finally be on land. He
made his way into a inn asking for a place to sleep. With no money the
innkeeper he could work with his cook till he found another job.
He soon started his rituals again, but now in Sanction he moved on from
livestock to people and creatures wandering drunk in the alleyways of
Sanction. He would mutilate them and listen to their wishes to stop and
spare their lives. In the end he would always watch them die slowly, smiling
with delight as he spread their reminds outside of Sanction in his own
private graveyard. Keeping their finger bones and trinkets.
Soon he found herbs and other ways to poison his victims and then heal them
only to torture them again and finally killing them when he was done hearing
their cries for help. Wanting to know more of the ways of the healing and
cursing he was trying to create. Wanting to know more of the power of
destruction he stopped staying at the end and went to the Neraka to see what
he could find.
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He states simply 'You might start with that one.. or you could take a look at the latest story..'
The Latest Entry
Attention to all you writers out there
by Nuitari, posted on Sat Apr 20 07:52:27 2024.
So this is a Story Challenge I want everyone to right a story about their
character. Any Story written for the next 5 (read more)....
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|
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E|
F|
G|
H|
I|
J|
K|
L|
M|
N|
O|
P|
Q|
R|
S|
T|
U|
V|
W|
X|
Y|
Z
Astinus says '
There are 37 authors starting with the letter C
who have stories in the Palanthas library.'
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