The Great Library of Palanthas
An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.
Stories of Ansalon from the view of Denubis.
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 beautiful hard bound book on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Denubis' scribed in vibrant grey ink.
Author: Denubis Date: Tue Jul 17 12:11:12 2007 Subject Healing Mediating with in the temple of the goddess Mishakal the young priest to be know as Denubis gives his prayers to the healing goddess. The light fragrance of oils and incense being burned to allow one to reach there inter peace fills the room. When the soft sound of foot steps awoke the young priest from his mediation. Turning softly to see who enter the inter part of the temple Denubis was surprised at first to see a women of great beauty that his mouth was left half open frozen in halfway forming words. The Young women smiled and moved to bow her head before the shrine and took her seat next to him. " Hello young Priest." She said in a voice like none he had heard, yet as if he knew it. " Greeting Madame may Mishakal watch over you." He said softly barley over a whisper. A smile played on the lips of the women and she nodded. " I pray she watches over the rest of the world with the warning of a war. The sickness and suffering that is to unfold." She said softly " Yet i am sure that her Priest and priestess with come forth and aid the people and save them from Morgion own sickness he is to surly spread in this. TO be hear hand" she stops and looks at Denubis and smiles. He Thinks as she speaks to him and nods. " Yes i see to be hear healing hand in this to aid the races in there suffering." He says as if thinking of more then she had said. She smiles and nods. " yes Her healing hand in this, Excuse me Priest for i most go there is others whom i must visit this day. May Mishakal Love fill you." The young women says as she departs from the small room leaving Denubis to his thoughts and wonderment into it. When he finally realized she had departed only then did he nod and stood. " Yes her healing hand to battle the sickness and suffering to aid the world, and to stop the sick one." He turns back to the shrine and closes his eyes to prayer once 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|D|E|F|G|H|I|J|K|L|M|N|O|P|Q|R|S|T|U|V|W|X|Y|Z
Astinus mentions 'We have had over 868 storytellers on Ansalon pen their epic stories here for all to read.'
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