The Great Library of Palanthas

An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Keldore.

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 dirty book showing much wear on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Keldore' scribed in brilliant orange ink.


Author:    Keldore        
Date:      Thu May 31 07:23:32
2007
Subject     Return to Sargonnas

A mutiny on the high seas.  Some
of the crew seemed apprehensive, but
none with the courage enough to say a word.
 Keldore stood onthe plank and
looked over the ship Vanderkaum--the ship that he
calledhome for longer than
he cared to remember.  It was a trade ship and the
money was always good,
but lately the crew grew restless and he honestly should
have seen it
coming.  Normally he would not argue when his crew made a decision.

Majority rules.  Even life on the see is governed by politics.  If he were
to
accept their decision he could have stayed aboard as part of the crew,
but
knowing who the mastermind behind the mutiny, and knowing who would
undoubtedly
take his place made him argue his way to the plank.  The rat,
not even worth the
time to mention his name, would only lead his ship and
crew to their demise. 
Merely concerned with wealth, he was sure to ruin the
good name and relations
that the Vanderkaum had made with the port cities of
Krynn.  One last look and
he plunged into the water and drifted to shore,
not really knowing where he was,
but drifting, now swimming towards the
shore in the distance.  Granted his
drinking problem had probably helped to
quell any argument against the mutiny
and his anger that usually followed a
night of heavy drinking.  Alone and lost,
his mind wandered to the path that
lead him to the Vanderkaum, the trials he had
been through and the journey
he has endured with the Mariners for so long. 


Keldore's thoughts drifted a time, almost forgotten, when he donned the
armor
of a Knight of Takhisis and a path that eventually led to his untimely
death. 
With his dying breath at the hands of a Knight of Solamnia he
dedicated his life
to Chemosh and was returned as an undead abomination to
find the one who struck
him down and cursed him to this life.  His power was
immense and he was one day
approached by Kiri-Jolith.  The god could
sensestory + his unrest and could see
that he was no more suited to serve
Chemosh than Takhisis and offered him
another chance.  While, being a
minotaur he could not be allowed to join the
Knights of Solamnia,
Kiri-Jolith promised to bring him back as long as he swore
his life service
to Kiri-Jolith.  This path lead him to Palanthas and into
protecting the
safety of its citizens and eventually its ports and trade.  

He
quickly rose in the ranks of Mariner and became the captain of the
Vanderkaum. 
But this path he was on now was fraught with more pain and
suffering than he
could ever imagine.  It had been ages since he even
thought about the Dagger,
let alone seen it.  But now all his thoughts
revolved around the friends he lost
to its curse.  Much blood was shed by
the holder of the dagger and how it came
into his hands is a story in
itself, but only because of his dedication to
Kiri-Jolith was he able to rid
himself of the cursed dagger.  But now, his
vision was blinded with the fury
of a red rage, a rage he hadn't felt in a long
time, but knew all to well. 
He could feel the dagger beckoning his return,
begging for his vessel and
his new found lust for vengeance.  He would never
have expected to be back
on this path again and would never have thought he
could betray his vows to
Kiri-Jolith.  But the desire to find his ship and the
crew who betrayed him
would undoubtedly lead him to the dagger.  

So he began
to follow the call of the Dagger of Vengeance and his long
awaited return to
Sargonnas.  

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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