The Great Library of Palanthas

An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Hamrack.

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 metal bound tome encrusted with jewels on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Hamrack' scribed in faded maroon ink.


Author:    Hamrack        
Date:      Wed May 13 18:52:57
2009
Subject     A gust of wind: Hamrack's Beginnings.

As a young
Ergothian, Hamrack found himself often on the deck of
his father's ship the
Enigthiman. He would hide in empty barrels,
below the decks, run up the
ratlines, much like a seaborn monkey.

One day, when he was perhaps six to seven
summers, a strange man
in a dress took passage upon the Enigthiman to
Palanthas.
Hamrack's father had a shipment of spice and supplies to that
port,
so the mans passage was simply an extra bonus for the crew.

The man in the
dress, apparently was a magician of some sort,
mage if you will, and delighted
the crew in the evenings upon the
aft deck. Shows of fluttering lights, gusts of
wind, cantrips and
strange words... but the young Hamrack watched in awe and
tried
his best to remember the words.

A number of years later the boy found
himself becoming a man, and
though still tied invariably to the sea and the
ship... he also
would still recite those words and gestures at times... often
in
the crows nest by himself. "Pwshhwaa ooshgf" he gestured one day
of dead
calm.... WHOOOOSH a wind came from apparently nowhere and
snapped the sails
full! The ship lurched forward and the sailors
scrambled to make way, bewildered
at the sudden change in their
fates.

All, except Hamrack's father... he had
seen the young man and
realized what had happened, and on that day he realized
his young
son was not so young anymore... and no longer could he teach him
his
own ways, but he must learn the ways of magic. Perhaps once
he has learned his
profession, the boy could return as a man and
take his place at his father's
side.

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 sighs as he recants 'We saved 868 books from Ansalon from before the great Cataclysm through today.'
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