An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Isildore.

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 leather bound tome on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Isildore' scribed in unearthly yellow ink.

Author:    Isildore       
Date:      Sat Feb 20
16:57:22 2010
Subject     The origins of
Isildore

"Isildore!!!!", shouted a young maiden as she
ran upto a young human
lounging beside a pond with his fishing
pole half embedded on the ground.
The young human slowly opened
his half closed eyes and fixed his gaze
towards the frilly little
handmaiden that worked in his house.

"A note from your father
.", the maiden waved a sealed envelope that bore
news from the
outside world. Slowly the young man received the envelope
and
opened it. Reading the contents did not take long. It was
from his father
and along with it instructions from the mayor
about the troubles in the
Palanthas sewers . 

"Rats!!!!",
exclaimed the young man. "They sent me after
rats!!!!".exclaimed
the young man. The tall silhouette of the
young man could be seen trudging
down a lone hill towards the
stable. 

Author:    Isildore       
Date:     
Sat Feb 27 11:11:05 2010
Subject     Palanthas

A lone
mule trudges in through the tall gates of a great city.The
haggard
knight had got here as fast as he could in response to a
call of help.

"I am Isildore.The mayor is expecting me!",
announced the knight as he
shoved the opened letter at the gate
guard.The guard nods his head and
motions for him to pass .

The
tall spires of Palanthas was a spectacle to behold. The grim
faced
knight moved along towards town hall for further
instructions

A spectacled middle-aged lady looked up at the
letter of introduction fixing
his gaze at the young man. " Well
the mayor is currently out of town and I
am his secretary.Here
are your orders for now." Shoving a map of the city
and some
scribbled instructions at the young warrior, she motioned for
him
to get along.

"Rats!!!", exclaimed the young knight as he
pulled his sword from the last
swarm of vermins that infested the
lower regions of the sewers below
Palanthas. " Father mentioned I
was to seek experience here, at the
libraries and here it is I am
ordered for a clean up job!!!!", cursed the
young knight.
Thoughts of the knights in shining armor filled his head as
his
thoughts moved towards the painting he kept of the Knights
of
Solamnia."One day I will be a Knight!!" exclaimed the young
warrior.

The lone warrior pushed onwards into the dark murky
depths of the sewers. 

Author:    Isildore      

Date:      Sat Feb 27 14:48:27 2010
Subject     A
meeting with Ghargan the minotaur.

A scarred warrior
covered with slime climbs out of a manhole . His fixed
gaze and
slow gait brings him to the local temples for healing and
washing.
"I am going to do something cleaner after this.",
mumbled the lone warrior
as he trudged out of the temple.

After
reporting in his successful mission at the sewers, the young
warrior
decided to head to Tarsis wherein he would improve his
experience and
training.

"Tarsis is good experience and the
street thugs here bolsters up my strength
and
reputation."

Drawing out a sharp shortsword from the motionless
body of a street thug
that was identified earlier as part of the
scorpion groups, Isildore fixed
his gaze at a lone figure walking
up to him. The person was tall and strong
with horns protruding
out of his head. The minotaur walked up to the warrior
and says
"Hello I am Ghargan, may I join you?" Obviously the warriors
fame
had reached ears of others as well.

The duo spent days and
months clearing up the streets of Tarsis before
heading back to
Palanthas. The minotaur had more experience and it wasn't
before
long that they were sparring with the sailors in the port
of
Palanthas lounging around Parlack's shop. After a few fruitful
months
sharing comradeship, Ghargan had to leave.

Ghargan says
'take care Isildore. there are many who are not your
friends'

'Yes I will becareful', answered the young warrior as
they both bid farewell
. 

Author:    Isildore      

Date:      Sat Feb 27 14:50:31 2010
Subject     The
making of a knight.

A lone page runs up delivering a
carefully sealed letter with a parcel.
Unfolding the letter the
knight broke into tears as he read " Dearest son,
if you are
reading this it would mean that I am no more . I have kept
what
you required with the mayor of the city including the land
titles and
assets. You are to continue your training to be a
Knight of Solamnia and
until you are ready will you take my
place. Do not fail your family, for the
blood of the Solamnic
people runs true within your body." 

The parcel contained his
father's sword, armor and family ring.

The grim set faced
warrior retreated to his room and started of writing a
new note
to be delivered to the Knights of Solamnia. "Dear Knights, I
am
petitioning to join your ranks . " 

The Storytellers of Ansalon, The DragonLance MUD

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