The Great Library of Palanthas
An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.
Stories of Ansalon from the view of Draeth.
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 journal on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Draeth' scribed in brilliant red ink.
Author: Draeth Date Wed Nov 7 11:16:10 2001 Subject preparations for defense Upon returning to the Tower at Wayreth after my initial walkthrough of Palanthas I was extremely troubled. I have never seen so many people in fear before. I felt the magic within me boiling with rage, muttering to myself what better way to use my heightened magic, I quickly ascended the stair in the white tower to my room. Locking the door behind me and casting a wizard lock on the door also for extra protection so no one would disturb me. I headed towards my bench and began meditating. In my travels I had seen some interesting things done with magic and I was hoping I could modify them for my purposes. Praying, Lord Solinari, guide my hand and my tongue and enable me to accomplish these few things for Palanthas's protection Drawing out a blank sheet of parchment I begin scribing down the needed materials, diagrams, and wording of the spell I plan to cast. Once finished I look at the parchment checking everything for detail. Nodding I begin drawing the diagram out on the stone dias. The diagram resembles the one used for summoning demons but instead of the binding runes I have substituted the ones for creation Finishing with the last rune I slump back against the stone table weary from the exertion of putting magic into the runes. When I come to my senses again I am refreshed and ready for the next step. I place small block of granite in the center of the glyph. Standing behind the table for protection I begin casting the spell. The power can be felt whispering around me as the spell reaches its conclusion. Pointing at the block at the end of the spell all the magic is released into the stone. "Nothing is happening, what could I have done wrong" Saying a prayer to all the gods of magic, I suddenly feel a slight tremble in the room. The stone block begins to liquify and grow outwards. Taking on humanoid features as it grows. When it is finally done forming it stands with its head touching the ceiling. I can't believe it worked, I'll have to let Reiner and Bromen know that the stone to mud spell can be adjusted. Creation of the golem has left me exhausted so I must rest once again. Before I fall asleep I say Solinari, allow me to make enough of these golems to help the people of palanthas Then falling into a deep sleep dreaming of what it will take to push Takhisis back into the Abyss. Master Draeth Aidrau Librarian Author: Draeth Date Mon Dec 3 17:28:33 2001 Subject An eerie return I Hearing the news that almost all of the citizens of Palanthas had to have been evacuated I decide to return and see how the war effort was going. Placing the last rune of warding on a side of a rock at the entrance to Solace I chant a quick spell on myself and then teleported to Palanthas. Immediately upon my arrival I see the minions of the Dark Queen everywhere. Muttering a quick prayer of thanks to Solinari that I had cast invisibility upon myself before teleporting, I head off to scout around the town. Walking by the Tower of High Sorcery I notice that all of my animated stone statues were destroyed but a large number of lesser minion corpses littered the area around the grove. As I walk around the town I see small pockets of resistance, mainly Solamnics. By the Gods! I swore, realizing I had not heard anything from my parents since the evacuation. Wondering if they made it away safely I quickly headed for the house where I grew up. Reaching my home I am filled with dread when I see the eastern half of it collapsed. " I hope they got out safely, but they should have contacted me if they did." As I enter the house I can see everything is in a disarray " They must have already looted this part of town." Wandering slowly around the house I look for any signs that my parents may have left me before leaving town. As I walk into the study I am drawn to one of the books on the shelves. Pulling it out I look at the cover "Islands in the Sky" *Chuckling to myself while looking at the fairy tale book* For some reason I notice that the book feels heavier then when I last held it. Opening it up I find a blue vibrating gem and a letter. (to be continued...) Author: Draeth Date Mon Dec 3 17:43:41 2001 Subject An eerie return II When I look at the beautiful flowing handwriting on the front of the letter I realize that it is my mothers handwriting. Hands shaking, I take the gem and open the letter. Draeth, I am sorry we could not get word to you before we left, but know that your father and I are safe. I have taken him to Elysium until the war is over. Elysium? I say to myself They have never mentioned this place before, so why does it sound familiar? Reading where I had left off. I would have taken you also, but seeing you increase in power and your love of protecting the people here I thought it would be best for you to stay and help. This gem has been in my side of the family for many many years and it is time to hand it down to you. If you wish to see us again all you have to do is hold this gem and cast a portal to me and it will transport you. But be warned that you will release something that was supposed to have lain dormant within you. It may bring you greater powers and also greater enemies. If you do not wish to wake this inside you, know that we are safe and will return with the end of the war. Love, Etiana Aidrau Completely stunned by the letter the book falls from my hands and lands open on the floor, I recall back to the tower completely forgetting why I came to Palanthas in the first place. Maybe one of the Archmages will know where this Elysium is at so I can find my parents. I would like to be prepared for what may come." Walking throughout the tower I search for one who knows of this obscure land. Back in the house the book lies open to the first page Welcome to the Islands in the Sky, beautiful peaceful Elysium (to be continued) Author: Draeth Date Tue Dec 4 08:10:11 2001 Subject Preparations After wandering the halls of Wayreth and not finding any mages that had heard of Elysium. I retired to my study and began thinking of if I should go and what I should prepare for. Getting frustrated I throw the gem down. Instead of falling to the floor it stops its decent and begin rising and stops when it is floating beside me. Interesting I mutter Casting a detect magic spell on the gem it flares blindingly, brighter than any other item I have. Why would my mother have this magical gem, she is not a wizardess. fumbling with the gem in my hand. Also why could she have not sent word to me and why can't I scrye their location. I guess the only course of action for me it to pay her a visit. Suddenly I remember her warning about awakening something inside me. she said it may bring me great power. Maybe this is what I need to protect people from the Dark Queen. Standing I walk over to my altar. As I kneel before the altar I say I will need Solinari's guidance and blessing more than I need sleep before I begin this Solinari, protect me as I travel to this unknown place. Hopefully I will not be away long and when I return I plan to fight harder than ever against the Dark Queen. Forgive me for not staying here and protecting the people but I feel a strange calling to Elysium, maybe they will have something there that will help the resistance. I am your humble servant and I will return I remain in prayer until I feel Solinari's blessing. Standing I grab the gem out of the air, clutching it tightly and saying 'ohaz' I enter the gate and begin the trip to see my parents. (to be continued... again) Author: Draeth Date Tue Dec 4 15:24:54 2001 Subject The PAIN As soon as I stepped into the gateway I could tell something was different. First of all it was taking longer than usual, secondly there were strange lights around me. Something has gone wrong, I shouldn't have come. I say to myself. A trap? This couldn't be a trap, my mother would not betray me Suddenly the lights around me begin to slow down and I can make out my destination ahead of me. As soon as I step out of the gate I see what looks like my mother sitting by a fire, but she is different somehow. A look of alarm crosses her face when she sees me and rushes over. Draeth, you don't have much time. Remove everything that you don't want destroyed! Dumbfounded by this strange reaction I say Gah? Mother, whats wrong?. Snap out of it, quickly remove everything. Her nails digging into my arms brings me out of my stupor and I begin trying to take everything off. Too late she says. Before I can remove my equipment a searing pain races through my body. I can feel some bones grinding together some expanding away from each other, and strangest of all, new ones forming. AHHHHHH! MOTHER WHAT IS HAPPENING? I scream. Be calm Draeth it will pass soon, your heritage is awakening My hair begins falling out, my skin becomes fluid like, my eyes feel like they are on fire, and I feel a horrible pain in my back like something is pushing its way out. Writhing on the floor in pain screaming, my body continues to change. Gradually the pain subsides Careful Draeth, my mother says the alteration is done but now comes the reforming. Even though the pain is less now it is still enough to incapacitate me. I feel my skin beginning to harden once more, I can feel hair growing back on my head and I regain my eyesight. By now everything I had been wearing was destroyed in the change and I see it lying broken and scattered on the floor. whawha.. what happened? See for yourself she says. Standing up weakly she helps me over to a full-length mirror. My white robe is hanging in tatters on me everything else I had been wearing was destroyed. Suddenly my sight clears up and I look at myself closer. DEAR SOLINARI!! I scream What have I become? (yup you guessed it ... to be continued) Author: Draeth Date Tue Dec 4 19:47:31 2001 Subject Explaination and Return Standing in shock in front of the mirror looking at what I have become my mother explains what has happened. You are a descendant of the guardians of Elysium, a race called Aasimar. You are the result of a celestial and a mortal coming together. When I saw your beauty and ears I knew my heritage had been passed on to you. We coincidentally resemble elves and half-elves and are easily mistaken for them. I turn to say something to my mother and when I see her my jaw drops. She has gone through the same transformation. So you went through the same transformation I did? No, Draeth I can assume this form when I choose, while on Ansalon I chose to hide my traits. Your traits cannot be hid now since you are still part mortal and have gone through the change. Wait... ON Ansalon? Where are we now? We are in the plane of Elysium, being an Aasimar you can walk the various planes now. Including returning to your home plane. The jewel I gave you will help you do that. *Looking out a window at the beautiful island and seas* You warned me and I still came, I had to see for myself that you were safe, where is Father? He is asleep, I had to put a spell over him because he would have not mentally survived the journey or my transformation. I could have protected him on Ansalon but that would have revealed what I truly am. How am I supposed to go back like this? I cannot hide my traits and people will hate me because I am different. I know, that is what I told you. This change will bring you greater enemies but since your transformation you have gained racial powers. I cannot tell you what they are, you must discover them yourself. But to protect you until they are discovered I will outfit you since your own items were destroyed. She walks over to a large chest bound in silver and unlocks it from a key around her neck. These items have been passed down through my family like the gem, they are powerful artifacts but again I cannot tell you what they do. Thank you mother *taking the items from the chest and putting them on* Now you must return and help regain order. Use the jewel like you did to get here. Just make sure you gate to someone that trusts in you and will understand. Not even having to think about who that is Ryouta, he will understand, I shall approach him first and use him to break the news to my breathren Embracing my mother good-bye mother hopefully you and father shall be able to return soon. I will send word when all is safe. Grasping the gem again and holding it to my chest 'ohaz' and I begin my journey back home to continue the fight. (The end??? maybe I'm not sure ) Author: Draeth Date Thu Dec 13 08:45:37 2001 Subject Practicing and Discovery After seeing Takhisis flee from a pair of mortals and her knights being torn asunder by Sorthrus's woodland creatures I knew there was some time for me to walk the planes to practice and learn more about my new skills. Returning back to the tower, after a brief trip by Caergoth to sabotage the dark knights ships in the harbor, I head to my study and walk towards my summoning glyph towards the back. I should return to Elysium and inform mother that Palanthas is freed but there is still much evil roaming around. Standing in the center of the glyph I once again grab the Jewel floating around me and open a gate to my mother. Son! It is good to see you here again, is the war over? Is that why you returned? No, mother, Takhisis still walks on Ansalon but she no longer holds Palanthas. You can return if you need to now. I have returned to research those items you have given me. Nothing on Anasalon is known about the runes on them or about my kind. Here is the only place I can find those answers If that is what you seek you should visit the Grand Archives, the archives are in the large building on the next Island over, fly west and you cannot miss it, make sure you research your grandfather, Abael, that is who those items came from. Also, I think we shall return to our house. I fear I will have some explaining to do to your father about his lack of memory of the past weeks. Farewell son, if you ever need to return here again just hold the gem and picture this place. You don't need me here for the spell to work. I nod as she turns and walks back to the bedroom, as I fly from the house there is a flash of light as my mother and father travel back to Ansalon. Flying west, gliding with the air currents ,marveling at the freedom of flying, I reach the island in no time and the Archives is not hard to spot. There before me stands a structure made of Amethyst with four crystal towers rising from the corners. Floating down to the entrance I see many scholarly looking people entering and exiting the building. Upon entering the building I am overwhelmed, This archive must be at least as huge as the Great Library in Palanthas Not knowing where to go I walk over to a short person with huge spectacles on his face sitting behind a reading a book. Excuse me sir, his head pops up and his eyes open wide and he shrinks back from me Abael? no it can't be you who are you? My name is Draeth, Abael was my grandfather, could you tell me where I could find information on him? Stuttering he replies ye..yes.. sir.. west tower, 5th level, everything on the right. and after that he scurried off into the stacks. Wrapping my wings around me as I ascend the stairs to the west tower. It seems I have much to learn about my Grandfather. I wonder what made that strange fellow so uneasy. (more to come... stay tuned...) Author: Draeth Date Thu Dec 13 15:56:48 2001 Subject Books, books and more books Entering the room that held the books I needed on the 5th floor I was amazed. It didn't look like a library, the room resembled a lavish study, sofa's and padded chairs sit in the middle of the room and a fireplace sits on the north wall with 2 huge windows on either side. Remembering what the strange fellow said I headed over to the right side of the wall. Upon seeing almost the entire wall covered with books, This is going to take forever. Before I could start examining the books the painting in the center of the shelves catches my attention. This must be my grandfather, mother gave me almost everything in that picture. Admiring the painting for a moment longer then I turn and begin the task of sorting through the books. This first section of books seems to be history books. looking through the titles I see one that looks important to me "Abael's Guardianship", this should explain something Sitting down in a nobacked chair I begin reading through the book. A few hours pass and I close the book, finished. Well at least that explained that man's fear, it seems my grandfather was one of the high ranking guardians. Now if I can find something on his equipment. Placing the book back where it came I look through the next section of shelves. Nearing the end of the day I have two books picked out "Arms and Armour of Guardians" and a journal of one of the lesser guardians that followed my grandfather. I am sure they won't mind if I borrow these, I haven't seen anyone in here all day so I doubt anyone will notice. Grabbing the books I begin walking the planes back to the Tower in Wayreth. Too excited for rest I sit down at my desk and begin looking through the Arms book. On the first page is something interesting He who wears the items on these pages is obligated to become the guardian for either their prime plane or their home plane, otherwise these items will be useless to those. Well now, it seems I'll be more of a protector than I thought. Thumbing through the pages and looking at the items, I notice that most of items seemed to have written in at the bottom of the page "Destroyed" or "Lost" the other items seem to have been buried with their owners. The common items such as my breastplate and bracelets I find easily and their magic is merely protective nothing extremely special about them. As I turn more pages it seems hardly any of these items exist anymore, suddenly I see a section towards the back listing items based on their owners. Quickly I look for Abael's name and find it. Many of his items seem to have been destroyed when he was killed. The ones listed as lost are the circlet, armbands, and the earring I am wearing but there are two other items listed as lost Abael's Gauntlets and his War Staff. Unfortunately nothing is listed on the last two items and very little is said about the first three other than what the runes mean. Apparently he kept the use of these a secret. Maybe the journal will tell me more. Setting the book aside and picking up the journal I begin reading through it. (Next up the journal....) Author: Draeth Date Fri Dec 14 11:00:52 2001 Subject Excerpts from the follower of Abael These passages are those that I took note of when I read through the journal I borrowed from the Grand Archives. OOC knowledge only except for Conclave who are noted of any new magical artifacts. When Abael and I arrived we were stunned by the carnage that surrounded us. After the battle many lay wounded and dying, many already dead, the warriors' only healer lay mortally wounded unable to even heal himself. Abael went out onto the field of battle and found the healer, there he knelt beside the dying figure and his wings extended around the body. A soft glow emanated from inside the wings as Abael prayed over him. Standing shakily, Abael walked back over to me saying that we should leave. Before turning and flying off I saw the healer stand and walk over to the first dying soldier and begin healing him. We chased the wounded barghest through the outlands until we finally cornered it deep in a cave. Blow after blow it fended off until Abael began to slow down. Grinning, the barghest thought it had the upper hand and began advancing on the two of us. I cast a couple of spells to hold it back as long as I could. When I looked at Abael I see him grasping his left arm and chanting. As his chanting grew louder he ordered me back and reforming and closing in. The walls continued closing in until all that stood in front of us was a solid stone wall. Deep within the wall we could hear the barghest roaring in anger after being sealed within the stone. . . . and those ships were headed straight for Sybat. Knowing we had to protect the town we flew out and over the ships. Casting spells down towards the ships gained us no ground. The ships apparently had sorcerers' of their own down there that were protecting the ships from attack. I told Abael that we couldn't fend them all off once they landed and that nothing was working right now, I asked him for guidance. Smiling all he said was 'watch'. Removing his circlet from his head he began moving it around in a circle and chanting. Seeing Abael looking down at the ships I looked down, then I saw why he smiled. The sorcerers could protect from magic but not nature. The wind, water and mist began swirling around the ship faster and faster. Soon all we could see below us was a maelstrom. After a few minutes Abael stopped moving the circlet around and placed it back on his head. When the winds died down and stopped all that remained below was wreckage. We returned . . . to be continued... again.... Author: Draeth Date Sat Dec 15 09:32:46 2001 Subject The Death of Abael I make as many notes as I could about the powers of the celestials from the journal. All the time it has not struck me that I the journal was not written by my grandfather but one of his friends and followers. As I reach the end of the journal I see why. It seems they were tracking a Tana'ri through the Abyss that had kidnapped someone's child. The following is what I read. We tracked the fiend through the Abyss traveling quickly above it. Flying ahead we dropped down and prepared to meet it and banish it. Uttering magical commands and surrounding ourselves with magical auras and grabbing our weapons preparing to battle this abyss fiend. As the Tana'ri approached we saw that we were truly in over our heads, it was a Balor. Upon seeing us in front of it lit in holy fire the Balor stormed towards us. Abael turned to me and said. 'We will not both make it out of here, let me distract him while you grab the child and flee' I refused I told him we could take him together. Abael thought otherwise. He rushed in to meet the Balor and smashed the creature's left arm with his war staff. The Balor roared in pain, dropped the child, and knocked the staff out of Abael's hand. Abael turned to me and yelled 'Get the child and get out of here' Rushing in to grab the child I sustained a blow to my side and barely got the child and fled. Hearing the monster's roaring diminish, I knew I was getting away. After transporting the child back home I returned to the spot where the battle took place. I could tell a great battle took place the rocks were all scorched and broken. But there was no corpses around, after searching I finally found why not. Littered upon the ground was some of Abael's equipment all circling a dark scorch mark. While gathering the equipment I see that Balor had destroyed Abael and escaped, I could tell by his trail he was dragging one of his legs and bleeding profusely. Not waiting for him to return I grabbed what I could and fled. I gave his gear to his wife and daughter and told them that he had died valiantly. Stunned by what I just read, I closed the book and wept. Raising my head said I will do honor to your legacy grandfather, I shall protect everyone just like you would have. When I discover all of my inherent powers and learn those taught to me by my brethren, I will find that Balor and destroy him. Crawling into bed I immediately fall asleep. THE END for now.. *eerie music*- dum dum dummmm Author: Draeth Date Mon Dec 17 08:15:36 2001 Subject My new role Things had changed tremendously for me after my research. I now saw things in a different light, feelings of goodness surrounding me. Following my grandfather's footsteps I chose to become a sentinel of Ansalon, protecting the people and helping only the good. I should not rule out all evil, some of the order of the Black Robes I see some goodness in them. I shall help them if the need arises. *Nodding I turn and walk over to my window and open it* Right now the people of Caergoth need my help in removing the Dark Knights. I glance around the room making sure I have the items I need for my plans. Leaping out the window I fly towards Caergoth. Author: Draeth Date Tue Dec 18 08:11:18 2001 Subject Minor Attack As I fly towards Caergoth I head a little west and stop at a small port town called Eastport, in Southern Ergoth. Speaking as I descend down towards the harbormaster Good Sir, would you happen to have any ships for sale? Yes sir, I have these 4 carracks here that have been salvaged but not repaired. They are seaworthy, but that is it. I don't think they would hold a crew. That is ok sir, they won't need one. I will take all of them. I hand the harbormaster a large pouch of steel, seeing his smile I know that covered the cost. Whatever you wish sir, they are all yours. Good luck sailing those heaps, you'll need em. smiling I nod and walk over to the first ship pulling a small silver hammer and platinum chisel out of a pouch. Working swiftly I engrave a few runes on each ship. When I finish the task I stand in the middle of the four ships, reaching into another pouch I pull out some steel shavings and dried seaweed. Argo tulal forsperu the runes begin glowing Oha tu reghaz threght and with the final word I spin around throwing the mixture onto all 4 ships. The ships glow with a dim blue then return to their normal color. That should do it, let see what damage I can do now. Flying up and then off towards Caergoth, the carracks sailing slowly behind me. As I fly around the northern cape of Caergoth I see the port. The dark knight's ships are easily identifiable and I head towards them. The enchanted ships behind me, covered by the setting sun, head towards the dark knights groupings. Stopping in the air I motion the ships to speed up in that direction. I chuckle to myself as the first of my ships crash into the dock holding 2 of the knights ships. The other three crash into other ships. As I fly in towards town, I survey the damage: a couple of their ships and the dock are badly damaged, mine are sunk and there are some knights bodies floating in the water. That was well worth the steel I paid, quite amusing. Setting down behind a tavern I walk into the town seeing what other help I could give the citizens. Author: Draeth Date Tue Feb 5 15:50:29 2002 Subject My Dragon Raising my head after hours of study over the notes Galaphale gave me on the Vision, I peer around the Library. "Very few mages are here nowadays, they must be out defending various places against the forces of Takhisis. I wish there was something I could do to help." Looking around the room one final time I lower my head going back to my studies. As it drops my gaze strays across a ring on my finger a ring shaped like a silver dragon coiled around my finger. "This is how I can help the mages defend Solace" Gathering my belongings I rush out of the library, leaving the other materials layed out for when I come back. "I have felt that this ring was linked to something but I've never had the chance to try to summon it." Rushing through the corridors and up the stairs in the White Tower of Wayreth I end up on the roof at the altar of Solinari. Kneeling at the altar I pray to Solinari for help and assistance then I stand and walk over to the edge of the tower. While going over in my head all that I know about summoning creatures I remember a story about a ring that was trapped and when the mage tried to summon the creature it exploded. Layering myself in protective spells just in case this is one of those rings, I prepare to contact whatever is linked to the ring. Closing my eyes and reaching out across the continent with my mind I search. I feel the chill from Icereach and the Heat from Sanction as my mind passes those locations. As my mind reaches Kalaman I feel a pull to the north. Sending my mental probe out across the Blood Sea I can see nothing, passing through the maelstrom and still being pulled north I reach a very small island a couple of hundred leagues north of Mithas, a great sense of fear but also a feeling of goodness comes over me as I reach a huge mountain the encompases most of the island. I find great claw marks in the stone and follow then to a fissure in the side of the mountain. Now the fear and thrill is so much that I cannot enter, I send my summons out through the crack "Come to Wayreth, you are summoned." Hearing a great roar, I quickly pull my mind back to my body and await the creature. "I felt goodness so it must not be evil." After an hour or two of sitting and looking north I see a speck of silver passing in the distance. Initially I think that is the Solamnic that Tarantel has coming to Solace but the silver does not head towards Solace it keeps coming towards the Tower. As it gets closer I can make out that it is not a smaller silver dragon used by the Knights for transport, this one is much larger. "I better fly out to meet it, I wouldn't want to scare away any of the new initiates with this beast's size." I glide out on my wings towards the silver behemoth. The dragon sees me coming towards it and stops about 100 yards away from the Tower and looks me over. Upon it seeing my white robes it calms down and speaks "Are you the one who has called out to me?" I reply "Yes, that would be me. I wanted to see what creature was linked to this ring I wear" The dragon looks down with his shining eyes at my ring "Yes, I remember when I was connected to that thing. The person who did it was a dear friend of mine in my younger days. That is the only reason why I allowed him to do that." Bowing to the dragon I say "I have only summoned you to see if I can help out in the protection of Solace from the Dark Queen, I do not seek to bind you against your will." The deep rumbling comes from inside the dragon and it growls "It has been awhile since I have been around mortals, yet I sense you are different than most. I feel a deep devotion and goodness inside you, I will help you and maybe I will come to your call even after this is done. But tell me what is your name?" Bowing again to the beast "My name is Draeth Aidrau, I am a sentinel from the planes and a White Robe in the Conclave. Might I ask your name?" ... continued Author: Draeth Date Tue Feb 5 15:52:09 2002 Subject Dragon... continued Snickering the dragon replies "You can call me Mercury. I will not tell you my full name just yet." "So you will help in the guarding of Solace?" I ask. "Even a dragon my size and magnificance cannot protect an entire town, I will search for other Silvers that are not participating in the war and bring them to help." Smiling I say "Thank you Mercury, your help will not go forgotten. If you need me I shall be at Wayreth." The dragon looks down at me and says "I will contact you when I find others, hopefully we can fly into battle someday soon. It has been awhile since I've seen action." With that Mercury turns and flies back north. "I also hope we can fight together" I cast a spell and return to my studies in the Library. Author: Draeth Date Tue May 7 15:05:21 2002 Subject Prelude to a Spire Having been away from my home plane so long I decide to return to Elysium to continue my spell research. As usual I planewalk to my mothers house on a small island in Elysium and make it there with no difficulties, the spell getting easier to cast with every use. Hoping my mother had returned from Palanthas for a short visit, but I am disappointed to find that the house is empty. Gathering some items from my house I fly out and head to the great library again. Lost in the feeling of the fresh air and warmth from the sun across my face I quickly realize that the library is just ahead. I descend, wrapping my wings around me creating what looks like a feathery robe. As I enter the library I greet the Tomemaster, as usual he shows me respect and a certain amount of fear. I head past him and up to the floor where the journals and histories of the Guardians are held. I head past the histories, because I find that they have no information of use to me. The thing I come here to look for are the spells created by the protectors, these are usually documented in the journals. I pick off the shelf one of the more recent ones, it closely resembles the way my spellbooks are bound so it catches my eye. As soon as I open the book I find out why it looks the way it does, this protector is one of the new spellguards they have in their ranks. These spellguards are Guardians that dedicate their time to develop new defensive and offensive spells. I curse under my breath for not taking some scrolls and quills with me to copy some of the information down. Closing the book and tucking it under my arm I descend down to the Tomemasters desk, I ask Excuse me sir, do you have a scroll and a quill to copy certain parts of this book? A portion of his lips curls up into somewhat of a offended smile We dont copy parts of a book here sir, we consider a disgrace to the books and those who wrote it He instructs me to hold the book out over his desk. Suprisingly he casts a levitation spell on the book and pushes my hands away. He pulls a small crystal vial from his desk with a pearly yellow liquid inside. He opens the vial and pours a small drop onto the top of the floating book. The book pulsates with a yellow and white light then suddenly a book drops onto the desk. The light dims and slowly dies away revealing the original book still floating in the air. He plucks the book out of the air and hands it to an assistant who runs away with the book. He picks up the book laying on his desk and hands it to me and says quite useful spell that one. It simplified our work here when we got this book in. Seeing the look on my face he says Dont worry this book is the same as the one I sent away. You can have this copy, since you are a relative of Abael. We do not do this for anyone. Clasping the book to my chest I say This potion you used, you say it was learned from this book? He nods in acquiescence. Smiling, I bow to him, unfurl my wings and exit the library heading home. Author: Draeth Date Tue May 14 17:56:08 2002 Subject Spells and Books Sitting in my room in the White Tower at Wayreth I read the tome I brought back with me for the third time making sure I had absorbed all information from it. I had obtained 3 main spells from the book that I planned on adding to mine and teaching others that wanted the knowledge. Opening my spellbook I copy down the spell commands, the items needed and the effects down for these spells (Crystalize, Orb of Knowledge, and Duplicate). With that Orb of Knowledge I could carry with me all I need to teach others, it would work wonders for a library. I stop in midsentence and think to myself I wonder if that would work, we could copy certain tomes from Palanthas and make another library closer to the Tower. I smile inward and finish copying the spells down. Closing my spellbook I pull a sheet of parchment from under my desk and hastily write on it. Tobek, I have a very interesting proposal for you, as the leader of the Librarians I feel I should send you word of my new discoveries. I have found a way to both duplicate books and store the knowledge from the books easily. I was hoping you would assist me in creating a building to house this new wisdom and some of the old. I am scouting the area around Solace hoping to find a suitable place to construct this. Send me word if you will be able to help. -Draeth, devoted Librarian Folding the parchment in half twice I write a small rune on the top and cast a spell over it. The letter rises and flies out the window. I hope this finds you wherever you are, Tobek. Opening up another spellbook I begin sorting through the spells finding ones that might be useful in making this new house of wisdom.
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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