The Great Library of Palanthas

An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Kerrok.

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 large book on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Kerrok' scribed in deep orange ink.


Author:    Kerrok         
Date:      Thu Jan 15
03:43:45 2009
Subject     New Beginning

Standing at the
rail of the ship, the silver haired elf awaited his
older
brother. This was his first time seeing a ship, or the
ocean for that
matter. He had stayed in the forests, hunting and
enjoying nature whilst he
could. Yet now he is of age, and his
brother is off to war. So he
accompanied him on his quest. Hoping
to see glory, and combat. As his
brother came aboard the ship and
began to talk to the Captain, Kerrok leaned
over the rail and
took one last look at his home as it faded away. Looking
forward,
Kerrok looks out at the vast ocean, and begins to wander what is
in
store for him and his brother Thus begins Kerrok's Journey,
into a new
world. 

Author:    Kerrok        

Date:      Fri Jan 16 05:22:46 2009
Subject    
Wilds

 Kerrok looked out among the forest, spotting the
Deer through the bole
of a tree, he fitted an arrow to his bow.
Letting the arrow fly, the deer
staggered to the ground.
"Chislev, forgive me for taking the life of this
creature," he
prays as he slit s the dying deer's throat. Wiping the
blade
clean on the ground, he picked up the deer and set off at a
jog back to his
tribe.

Later that night, after the deer had been
prepared, Kerrok sat next to
Hilcaia, his brother, and his
Leader. "What is on your mind dear brother?
Looking over Hilcaia
he notices the troubled expression on his elder
brother's face.
"Little brother, war is brewing. Great armies of men and
other
foul creatures are massing." Shock spread over Kerrok's face at
the
news," how did you hear of this?" 

Looking over to Kerrok he
tells him of a Qualinesti elf arriving ealier
whilst he was
hunting, bearing word of the War. Sighing, Kerrok looks to
his
brother," what does that mean for you my brother?"

Looking
over to his silver haired brother, Hilcaia sighs and stands,"
that
means I must depart for Qualinesti to see where I can be of
service."
Without a second thought Kerrok stands beside his
brother, face resolute,"
then I shall come with you, you'll need
me to watch your back."

Hilcaia grinned at the eagerness of his
younger brother," to be so young,"
nodding to his brother," fine
then, you shall accomany me, though the road
will be dangerous, I
will feel safer with you at my back."

Agreeing with one another,
both brothers depart for the night, Kerrok eager
for the
adventure ahea, and Hilcaia preparing for war. 

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 mentions 'We have had over 868 storytellers on Ansalon pen their epic stories here for all to read.'

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