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Stories of Ansalon from the view of Coria.

A little gully dwarf runs by and says 'Wordwrap is at 80. You change? 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 leather bound tome on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Coria' scribed in rich brown ink.

Author:    Coria          
Date:      Sat May 30 07:11:17
2009
Subject     What If?

Coria had heard rumors that the Gods of
Kyrnn had returned. She was not
sure she could believe them either. But every
thought of doubt was lined
with thoughts of 'What if...?' She heard stories as a
young child of how
faithfully her mother prayed each day and the belssings the
gods had given
to them all. She could even remember a few of the prayers herself
from those
same stories. But dare she try them? Would she be called out as a
heratic
and a loon. 'What if.....?' Coria waited till her family slept and for
the
sun to peak over the orchards. She quietly and quickly crept from bed
and
out in to the moring sunlight. 'What if.....?' She walked briskly
through
town toward a small home. She entered as silently as possible and
glanced
around. Every one was still asleep which caused her to sigh for relief.
She
crept up the stairs and went to the far end of the hall. Standing at
the
open door, Coria studied the young man there. His face was pale and
thin.
Beads of sweat fromed on his brow dispite the cool room. She walked in
and
sat next to the ill man. He had been ill for some time and Coria
missed
every thing about him. It pained her to see her best friend dying. No
doctor
had been able to help him. And the healers were all said to be frauds.
'What
if.....?' She shook her head to herself and almost laughed out loud.
'Stop
thinking with your head a minute. If it does not work, no one will know
the
difference and atleast you can stop asking What if....' She thought to
her
self as she made her final discission Coria leand over the
unconscious
figure in the bed and put all her concentratino in to the first
prayer she
had ever prayed. She prayed with everything in her heart, that the
gods heal
her friend, and bring hope to the small village in which they lived.
She
prayed to Zivilyn, in the same way and conviction her mother had so
proudly
spoke of. She put all her hopes in to that one prayer. Coria sat up as
she
finished her prayer and gasped, her friend was pulsing with a faint
golden
light. The light lasted only a moment and her friend still slept. She
looked
on him noticing though that even though he still slept, color had
returned
to his skin and his fever was gone. She reached down and kissed him on
the
cheek and left quickly from the home. She would check in later properly
with
the family. But as she walked home she knew it was no longer a question
of
'what if', but 'what now?' 

Author:    Coria          
Date:
     Thu Jun 11 19:48:23 2009
Subject     Childish Heartbreak

Coria
stood at her window looking down at the street. A crowd had
gathered at the home
down the street. News flooded through the village
quickly of a young elven mans
recovery from near death illness. Coria felt
happier then any about it all.
There was no doubt in her head that the gods
had in fact returned after what she
had seen. It was what the gods had done,
through her, that her closest friend
was now well. She would visit again in
the morning and let the family have the
day to celebrate. 

The next day during the morning meal with her family, Coria
ate quietly. Her
mother and father were talking to each other mostly. When she
heard mention
of the young man she caught herself listening more carefully. She
continued
to eat with out looking up. 

"Now that Orodreth has gotten over this
sickness his father is already set
continue with plans to have the young man
married." This caused her to drop
her fork and look up. They both seemd to be
staring at her. She smiled at
them shyly. 

"Well now," Her father said to her,
"You should be happy about that. I
suppose you are going to visit him this
afternoon also?" Her father winked
at her as she blushed deeply. "I suppose I
should go and meet with Eledhwen
to work out any details of course. I will do
that this afternoon". 

Coria was not sure she was really hearing all of this or
dreaming it? She
was going to marry Orodreth. She had loved him secretly for so
long. As soon
as she could she left to visit with him. 

Orodreths Mother
answered the door and greeted her warmly. As she was lead
to the sitting room,
Coria realized they had other company. She recognized
another of their friends
Tari, the girls father and her mother. 

"Oh, I am sorry I did not realize you
had other company." Coria found
herself blushing a second time that day. She
turned to go when Orodreth
stopped her. 

"Coria, please dont go we have
wonderful news." Her mouth went dry and her
stomace twisted suddenly. She
dreaded his next words. "Tari and I are to be
wed." 

She heard him say
something about them wanting to share the good news with a
dear friend but she
did not stay to hear much else. She nodded to them and
excused herself.
"Congratulations, but I am still intruding." She then began
running home.


Author:    Coria          
Date:      Wed Jun 17 18:51:28
2009
Subject     To Palanthas

Coria packed quickly what few belongings
she felt she should keep with
her. She had decided after the shock of her
friends announcement that she
had to leave. No one would believe her if she
mentioned the miracle of her
prayer. She also could not believe how childish she
had been to think she
had loved the young man. 

She left before the son rose.
Knowing it was a risk she headed for the city
of Palanthas. She felt something
pulling her there. Had it been the gods
will that she should not stay. Perhaps
it was those same gods who had given
her a reason no longer to stay.

Coria
pulled the reins tight. Her horse turned and she looked over the dark
village
for the last time. She spurred the horse back on to the road. Maybe
she would be
back someday. 

As she traveled on she thought back hoping her note explained
enough to her
father. She hoped that her mother would not be angry for long. Her
last hope
is that her family would be spared from any embarrassment from her
leaving.
All these hopes yet, something in her told her she was doing what was
right.

Author:    Coria          
Date:      Thu Jun 18
18:14:37 2009
Subject     Introductions in Palanthas

Her first day in
Palanthas, Coria felt lost and intimidated by everything
around her. She found
herself glancing around the street and back at the map
she had purchased.
Nothing seemed to match the piece of parchment no matter
where she looked. She
glanced again at the map with a sigh and shoved it in
her pack. Resigned to find
help else where she began to scan the faces of
the crowd passing along the busy
street. 

She noticed a gully dwarf scratching itself and walked quickly to the
other
side of the street.  "Disgusting little things."  She muttered under
her
breath. Reaching the other side of the street was not much better. A
poor
dirty street urchin sat there begging for coin. Coria quickened her
pace.
Once she had put some distance between herself and the unpleasant stretch
of
the street behind her, she looked again at the passing faces. 

A man caught
her eye walking toward her direction . As he walked, his armor
seemed to shine
in the bright sun. He stopped and talked to a man for a
moment and then with a
nod he continues down the street. He had a friendly
demeanor. What was better,
was that he was clean. 

She approached him with both a caution and shyness that
was usually unlike
herself. One could never tell, clean did not always mean
safe. He noticed
her then and smiled at her. 

 "Do you need any help Miss?"
She studied his face a moment more still
unsure of him. She sighed. She could
talk to this man or stay lost in the
city for what seemed an eternity. He smiled
at her again.  "Miss?"  

 "I am sorry, yes. I am lost"  

He nodded at
her and smiled again He looked around the street  "What are you
looking for?
 

She shook her head and almost laughed at herself. She realized she had
no
idea what it was she was looking for.  "Anything honestly...its my first
day
in town and well Its a new experience for me."  She stepped closer to him
as
he crowds seemed to get thicker around her.  "There are many people
of
different, well..., um cultures here."  

He looked at her studying her
face.  " "Aye. You are...a Silvanesti?" The
question was asked gently.


Feeling her pride surface, she spoke before she could hold her tongue. 
"Of
course I am. I am surprised a human could tell the difference though. 
After
a moment silence. She too k time to rethink what she had said.  I am
sorry
that may have come across impolite and wrong."  

 "Its fine. I am a
Knight of Solamnia and I have trained my self to be able
to pick out each race
by looks alone. It is an insult to call one another,
if that makes sense"  It
did no make sense but she would not insult someone
willing to help again and
simply nodded. 

 "I suppose that our up bringing gives us a sense of racial
pride. I will
have to remind myself I am no longer in Silvanost though." 

His
smile grew and again he nodded.  "May i be one of the first to Welcome
you to
Palanthas then, Milady...?"

 "You sir are not as ignorant as I believed
humans to be, I would gladly be
welcomed by you."  She returned his smile
gracefully. 

 "I am Lord Railen Revon. I welcome you humbly to our fair Lord
City." 

 "Thank you sir, I am Coria"  

 "Well met Milady Coria." 


With the introductions made, Railen took her to a place called the
imperial
square. He assured her chances of finding what ever it was she was
looking
for would be better there, She smiled and let him lead the way.


Author:    Coria          
Date:      Sat Jun 20 16:47:50
2009
Subject     small planning

Railen and Coria spent the day talking
as he showed her through the city.
Thinking back she was glad she had confided
in him what had brought her to
Palanthas. The human knight may be able to help
her find what is was she was
looking for. If only she knew what that was
exactly. He had taken care of
her accommodations in the Inn and again she was
thankful for his help. 

As she sat down for her evening meal, Coria over heard
bits and pieces of
talk regarding the temples in the city. It was then the
thought of visiting
a few of the temples became clear. She quickly finished
eating and went to
her room. 

Pulling out her map of the city, she took her
quill to it marking what was
now familiar with Railens help. She was able to
locate a few of these
temples then and marked those also. She would start out in
the morning and
try to spend some time at each one. 

Her plans set, she went to
bed early. She slept peacefully for the first
time in what seemed a very long
time. When morning came she dressed and
headed toward the places she had marked
on her map. 

Author:    Coria          
Date:      Wed Jul  1
03:34:27 2009
Subject     Bedside Manner.

The pale elven features on
Corias face remained furrowed with worry as
she sat at Railens bed side. She
kept her hands in her lap, afraid to touch
him again. After being brought to the
Solamnic Keep, she had not left his
side. She was going to remain there as long
as she was permitted. She was
told it was for her own safety to be there until
the crowds had died down.
She felt she had no choice to do as told. She was
happy for the reason to be
close to the knight as well. 

By now, rumors were
well spread of the elven woman who prays to absent gods.
To most she would be
seen as a heathen with great dramatic effects. As much
as this terrified her,
Coria knew that the will of the gods must truly be
working around her. She felt
completely alone in her faith. She had already
left her home for her new faith,
and she would still continue to act upon
it. She could do little more then to
pray for continued guidance in the
matter. She only wished that it would not
remain as difficult to do so. 

As she sat, Railen stirred, bringing her from
her deep thoughts. Her hand
left her lap quickly and she placed it comforting
upon his arm. She was not
sure how long they had been sitting there. She looked
around to see if any
others were near by. She assumed the other knights were
still in giving
report of all that had happened. She took Railens and in hers
and noticed
that more color had returned to his face. Any doubts she had that
she had
helped, faded then. But could more be done for him? 

He again slept
calmly but this time she continued to hold his hand. Even if
it was not helping
him, the gesture was helping her to keep her thoughts
focused. She glanced out
in to the hall from her chair. She wondered if all
reports took so long to give
and what all had really happened that was not
told to her. The warmth of his
hand seemed to help take her mind off of her
own fear of public ridicule. 

A
few moments later he again stirred and began mumbling. Details of his
struggle
with the big ogre seemed to escape his dreams and form barely
audible words. His
body shook and sweat began to pour over his face. She
stood and leaned over him.
Reaching for a cloth nearby, she wiped his brow.
His shaking body calmed. 

She
sat again as his eyes opened. He looked at her and smiled. 

 "Coria?"  His
speech was like a harsh whisper but music to her ears. He
fell back in to a
fitful sleep once again, leaving her to her thoughts.
Surprised that his health
had much improved in just a days time, Coria found
herself more confounded by by
her quick concern for him. She had always felt
compassion for others. This
seemed to be something more. She found herself
praying once again, in hopes that
her newest friend would continue to heal. 

Author:    Coria         

Date:      Sun Jul  5 17:59:29 2009
Subject     Rest

Coria
found her self beginning to pace in the guest room where she had
finally found
some rest. The last week had been a wonderful learning
experience, but had left
her feeling exhausted and drained. She needed to
learn to handle her gifts more
efficiently if she was going to help others
as well. 

Railen was healed now,
and as much as she enjoyed his company, she wanted to
leave the keep. She was
beginning to feel as restless as he had. If he had
only remained in bed. She
could not really blame him for his choice though.
In fact if she thought about
it, she would have done the same in his place.
Even so, she would not let her
pride admit that to him 

She felt an almost mourning like feeling when she
thought about her little
cottage. Newly purchased, and yet she had not even
spent a whole evening
there. She reflected on her plans for the little home and
smiled as she
mentally plotted out what the garden should look like. The thought
seemed to
relax her some and she finally sat. 

As she sat with her eyes closed
and day dreaming, she sighed softly. A
sudden chuckle sounded from the door. She
looked that way and found Railen
watching her. She stood and smiled back at him.
She must have looked very
silly there. 

"Good morning, Railen. I see that you
are ready for that walk." This she
thought to herself, would be a pleasant
distraction to her thoughts. She
took his arm with a graceful nod and they
headed out of the room together. 

Author:    Coria         

Date:      Thu Jul  9 21:55:18 2009
Subject     [FWD] Written to Beshar
Aelthar, of Shoole village in Silvanesti

[FWD Note] - [195] Coria:
Written to Beshar Aelthar, of Shoole village in Silvanesti

[FWD Date] -
Thu Jul  9 21:53:19 2009

[FWD To  ] - to [Original to:]
segwarides

[FWD List] - story



My dear father, It is my hope that this
letter finds you, mother and
grandmother well. I will start by apologizing for
leaving Shoole as quickly
as I departed. I hope as well that in time you will
understand the reasons
that I have left. I am finding many of my own questions
have answers in the
city of Palanthas. I have bought myself a small cottage
close to the sea,
and it reminds me of home in many ways. I would like very much
if the three
of you would come and see me here. Here I feel even grandmother
could find
help with some of her illness. There is so much that I would love to
share
about my new life with you that I can scarcely put it all in writing. If
you
will agree to come and visit I am sure to that you may be able to find
new
contacts to keep your trade business open. Palanthas seems to be a
thriving
city with many opportunities. Please pass on my apologies on to
Orodreth and
Tari. I should have at least attended their the ceremony and
supported my
two dearest friends before I left. Again I hope that you will
forgive the
childish way in which I ran away. I know I was right to leave, but I
should
have handled the situation much better. I hope to hear from you soon.
Please
accept my invitation to visit. I await word from you all. 
 
With my
fondest love, 
 
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Author:    Coria          
Date:     
Tue Aug 25 15:36:21 2009
Subject     Last prayer for Coria

Coria
walked along Steel Street, heading toward the southern part of
Palanthas. She
wore a smile on her face after leaving from the jewelry shop.
She tucked the
small trinket she had in to her satchel. Her smile grew as
she thought of
Railens reaction to the small gem. She would wait no longer
and walked a little
more quickly. 

In her hurry to meet with Railen, Coria did not notice the men
following
her. Nor did she notice as they came up near her. It was not until the
five
men surrounded her that she realized they were there. She nodded politely
to
the small group. 

 "Can I help you gentlemen?"

 "Aye. We seen what you
did to help that knight and we was wondering if you
can help a friend of
ours." One of the men spoke. She glanced over them all
with concern. She could
not read their faces and uneasy feeling settled over
her. All of them were human
and much taller then herself. "Please miss, he
is dreadfull sick". 

After
another moment of hesitation she nodded slowly. The unease was still
there, but
she could not refuse to help if she was needed. She was lead
through the streets
to a small house. She looked around feeling lost and not
even sure of what area
of the city she was in. 

"Hes right this way."  

Coria was lead to a small
dark room. The men seemed to shuffle in around
her. She gave a nervous swallow.
"I will need some light and to be alone
with your friend, there are
too many of you in here." 

She heard laughter errupt from each of them.
Something told her to get out
of there. She quickly turned and moved for the
door only to find it blocked.
"Looky here the witch wants to run away".The
men moved closer toward her.
She began to pray as a dagger was thrust in to her
chest. 

Author:    Coria          
Date:      Wed Jan  6
20:39:49 2010
Subject     test

Etilyn's blue cape

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
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