The Great Library of Palanthas
An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.
Stories of Ansalon from the view of Gerrick.
A little gully dwarf runs by and says 'Wordwrap Off 65 80.'
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Astinus says 'Enter the main library here to view only the author list.'
Astinus gently places a leather bound tome with glowing glyphs on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Gerrick' scribed in brilliant purple ink.
Author: Gerrick Date: Thu Aug 20 00:52:14 2009 Subject gerricks begining When I was a kid, I wasnt like the other Silvenesti elves. I would spend time with other races, as well as my own. To me, I believe that the races of Ansalon are equal in every way. For my belief, I was shunned from the forest. I never trusted elves after that. So I then packed up my things and headed for a new beginning. My first encounter with magic was a day into my travels. A knarl had attacked me in a cave. He clubbed me in the arm, disarming me. He came back for another swing and knocked me in the head. I was losing consciousness. All of a sudden a flash of lightning erupted form the darkest corner of the room. The lightning slammed into the knarl, electrocuting it. It collapsed onto the ground, dead. In my blurry vision, I saw a black robed mage. He picked me up from the ground and we fled. Then I lost consciousness. When I awoke, I was in Neraka, the mage standing over me. I then noticed that it was an adult Silvenesti. I recognized him from Silvanesti. I was surprised that he had helped me even though he knew who I was. I became trusting of this elf. He offered to teach me all he knew, and I accepted. The magic he taught me came to me easily, easier than most people would learn. I was always thirsty for more magic. He recommended that I should try for the conclave. He talked very highly of it. Author: Gerrick Date: Wed Aug 26 02:26:34 2009 Subject gerrick's history story + When I was a kid, I wasnt like the other Silvenesti elves. I would spend time with other races, as well as my own. To me, I believe story + that the races of Ansalon are equal in every way. For my belief, I was shunned from the forest. I never trusted elves after that. So I story + then packed up my things and headed for a new beginning. My first encounter with magic was a day into my travels. A knarl had attacked me in a cave. He clubbed me in the arm, disarming me. He came back for another swing and knocked me in the head. I was story + attacked me in a cave. He clubbed me in the arm, disarming me. He came back for another swing and knocked me in the head. I was story + losing consciousness. All of a sudden a flash of lightning erupted form the darkest corner of the room. The lightning slammed into story + the knarl, electrocuting it. It collapsed onto the ground, dead. In my blurry vision, I saw a black robed mage. He picked me up from the story + ground and we fled. Then I lost consciousness. When I awoke, I was in Neraka, the mage standing over me. I then noticed that it was an story + adult Silvenesti. I recognized him from Silvanesti. I was surprised that he had helped me even though he knew who I was. I became story + trusting of this elf. He offered to teach me all he knew, and I accepted. The magic he taught me came to me easily, easier than story + most people would learn. I was always thirsty for more magic. He recommended that I should try for the conclave. He talked very highly of it. Author: Gerrick Date: Wed Aug 26 03:04:56 2009 Subject gerrick's history When I was a kid, I wasnt like the other Silvenesti elves. I would spend time with other races, as well as my own. To me, I believe that the races of Ansalon are equal in every way. For my belief, I was shunned from the forest. I never trusted elves after that. So I then packed up my things and headed for a new beginning. My first encounter with magic was a day into my travels. A knarl had attacked me in a cave. He clubbed me in the arm, disarming me. He came back for another swing and knocked me in the head. I was losing consciousness. All of a sudden a flash of lightning erupted form the darkest corner of the room. The lightning slammed into the knarl, electrocuting it. It collapsed onto the ground, dead. In my blurry vision, I saw a black robed mage. He picked me up from the ground and we fled. Then I lost consciousness. When I awoke, I was in Neraka, the mage standing over me. I then noticed that it was an adult Silvenesti. I recognized him from Silvanesti. I was surprised that he had helped me even though he knew who I was. I became trusting of this elf. He offered to teach me all he knew, and I accepted. The magic he taught me came to me easily, easier than most people would learn. I was always thirsty for more magic. He recommended that I should try for the conclave. He talked very highly of it. Author: Gerrick Date: Thu Sep 10 07:22:59 2009 Subject Gerrick's Reincarnation Gerrick's father was said to be born from the god Solinesti, it was said that Gerrick's family had powers. His father was the town hero, so when Gerrick was born everyone expected great things from him. When Gerrick was 14, he had killed a Griffon with nothing but a dagger! People had really started to worship Gerrick when his dad died, Gerrick was only 16. After his dad's death, Gerrick was never the same. He did things he wasn't proud of like kill children and looting houses. Gerrick was thrown in jail, and was to remain there forever. Well five days he had been locked up, when Gerrick's shackles clicked open. At first he took it as an illusion, but it wasn't he was free. Gerrick ran from his town never to return. Gerrick knew that he had just witnessed some of powers his father always said the family had. Gerrick is looking for answers on this "gift" and how to improve them. Author: Gerrick Date: Fri Sep 11 17:22:10 2009 Subject Gerrick's new beginning As a young boy, I've always found knowledge gratifying. The more you knew, the more powerful you'd become. Well one day I was hunting in a forest when I saw the most peculiar thing! It was a glowing orb of light. Right of the bat, I took it as an illusion, but then it started to come closer and closer. I ran fast back to the village, but all of a sudden I couldn't see! I ended running straight into a tree. I passed out after that. When I awoke, I was in a dungeon, and shackled to the wall. The smell of goblins was thick in the air. I tried to break free but it was no use. Then a goblin came done the stairs and stopped in front of me. The goblin wore long robes that dragged on the ground. He also carried a staff. Right then, I knew that this is the goblin that has been setting fires around the village. I gathered all my strength, and lunged forward, pushing off the wall. I ran straight into the shaman as I burst free from the shackles. The shaman being stunned, I bolted out of there, but not before grabbing the staff from the shaman. I got out and ran home. When I got there, people were muttering and pointing at me in awe. I looked at myself, and I was glowing. From that day forward, I am devoted to learn more about magic! Author: Gerrick Date: Fri Sep 18 05:43:55 2009 Subject Gerrick's Disobedience Meriele, Gerrick's master, had told Gerrick to stay in the safety of the wayreth tower. After his last incident out, she didn't want him going out again. "You need to train more before you go out. Gerrick, you are too inexperienced," she had said. Gerrick knew there were dangerous things outside the tower, but like everyone youngin, he had to check to see what was out there that was so dangerous. Gerrick had heard roars of what sounded like a beast. He needed to go check it out. So Gerrick ignored Meriele words and went into the beyond. At first everything was fine, until the sun went down; all sorts of noises could be heard. Each and every one of them frightened Gerrick. He tried to find his way back to the tower, but he was lost. Then all of a sudden there were rustling leaves and snapping twigs coming from the north. Then what sounded like a growl. Gerrick tried to run away from the creature, but found he couldn't avert its gaze. It lunged at Gerrick, but not before a bright light blinded everything in the area. Then Gerrick was grabbed by someone and transported. When Gerrick regained his sight, Meriele was standing in front of him hands on her hips and shaking her head no. Gerrick knew she was ashamed of him. Meriele then punished Gerrick for doing such a stupid thing. He was forced to clean out the stables. Gerrick grabbed the supplies and went to the stables. He first tended to grooming the horses, brushing and feeding them. Then it was time for the part Gerrick hated the most cleaning the feces. Gerrick grabbed a pooper scooper and started to clean it up, putting the turds in a big sanitation sack. Gerrick had to plug his nose the whole time. Gerrick was up late that night, he had learned his lesson big time. He would not leave the tower without permission.
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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