The Great Library of Palanthas

An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Daxter.

A little gully dwarf runs by and says 'Wordwrap is at 65. 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 manilla folder on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Daxter' scribed in vibrant grey ink.


Author:    Daxter         
Date:      Fri Apr 30
06:38:10 2010
Subject     The Will of Morgion

If it had
not been for Morgion's will, then Daxter would have died
long
ago. Morgion had taken Daxter through many tough situations,
most of which
were life threatening. Although, today was the day
that Daxter thought he
was asking too much of his
god.

"Please, Morgion, give me the strength to smite those in
my way and to bring
a plague over the land,"  prayed Daxter.
Today Daxter would defeat the
dreaded black dragon that had been
terrorizing his nearby village, only
being a young Templar, he
did not think he could do it by himself. 

Later, when Daxter was
face to face with the black dragon, fear engulfed
him, he ran
like hell. When Daxter got back to his temple, he
stripped
himself of all ranks he had previously earned, and all
skills he had
learned, only to learn them again, but this time
better. 

He would also trust in his god more than he had on the
day of the black
dragon. 

Author:    Daxter        

Date:      Sun May  9 05:57:42 2010
Subject    
Captured!!! HELP ME!!!

After Daxter's experience with
Azumi in the streets of Palanthas, Daxter
was chased down by a
group of angry Dragonarmy guards. This is where this
story
begins.

Azumi was heading west towards the Crystal Tower, her
silhouette
disappearing over the horizon. Now it was Daxter's
time to shine, for a
group of what looked like 10 draconian
Dragonarmy guards were hot on his
tail. Instead of running away
like Aros had told him to do earlier, Daxter
stayed and fought
the guards. This is what Daxter lived for, the taste of
battle.
Daxter stood his ground when the guards ran at him, the first two
he
downed at a distance with a simple harm spell, and then the
next one he
cleaved with his massive sword. One by one his
opponents fell to their doom.
To face Daxter was to dance with
the devil.

When all Daxter's enemies were downed, he
telepathically told Aros, "See old
friend, once again I was
right. It is better to confront a fight head on,
then to let it
stab you in the back." Daxter chuckled and headed the
opposite
direction he had sent Azumi.


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Daxter had business to
attend to, and it wasn't going to be pretty. He had a
day's ride
ahead of him to Neraka, the Dragonarmy stronghold. It
was
practically a death sentence for one to go in there, if you
weren't on good
terms with the Dragonarmy, but for Daxter, he did
not know fear, either that
or he ignored it. Daxter does not fear
death; in fact he welcomes it, if it
means a brand new journey.


Daxter purpose in Neraka was to do exactly what he had done in
Palanthas,
bring the people on his side. I rebellion in the heart
of the Dragonarmy
would cripple them. It was the one way that
Ansalon could ever hope to rid
themselves of the wretched clan.


Daxter worked his way into Neraka without being caught. He
watched for any
opportunity to present himself, or to save a
citizen from harm. Later that
night, in the comfort of an inn in
Neraka, Daxter was captured by some
Dragonarmy guards! Tells Aros
telepathically, "Old friend once again I was
proven wrong.
Please help me, I have been captured by the enemy. I am
in
Neraka! HELP!!!" 

The Storytellers of Ansalon, The DragonLance MUD

Astinus points to the massive wall of books behind him and bids you to make a selection.


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Astinus mentions 'We have had over 868 storytellers on Ansalon pen their epic stories here for all to read.'

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