The Great Library of Palanthas
An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.
Stories of Ansalon from the view of Kilandara.
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Astinus says 'Enter the main library here to view only the author list.'
Astinus gently places a worn tome on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Kilandara' scribed in dark purple ink.
Author: Kilandara Date Sun Dec 16 09:16:16 2001 Subject The Taint As a new day dawns, Kilandara finds herself more and more in the temple of Habbakuk. Obviously, many clerics live in the temples of their deities, but Kilandara must also run the Light Holy Order. As she sits by the window, she looks out at the rising sun and starts to wonder about her curse. She sits silently contemplating life, death, and what she might be forced to do... I cannot let myself succumb to the evil inside me...I cannot let it win. She sighs and thinks of the matter of Kaelay. A lost one. I am saddened by her departured... She sighs and goes back to thinking about herself. I hope...no I pray that I will not be like that myself...I cannot stand this any longer, but I must be strong! For myself, my clan, and my friends. I CANNOT falter. Yet she hesitates and starts to sob quietly, But I am so afraid...I...I don't want any of my friends to be hurt. Habbakuk, please, give me strength and courage so that I may...survive...this taint. She quietly sits there, knowing there will be no answer. Regardless, she gets to her feet and wipes her tears. The little black strand of hair manages to get in the way of her face, which she immediately brushes it aside. After regaining her composure, she puts her hood on and silently makes her way out of the temple, heading in the direction of the Holy Order temple. Even though it is only Astea and I, we can make a difference....but...how? She walks silently back to the Holy Order temple, trying to think of plans to help Palanthas regain it's former glory. Author: Kilandara Date Fri Dec 21 18:33:50 2001 Subject The Corruption begins As Kilandara wanders the halls, she thinks of two things. First, is that the rebuilding of Palanthas is coming out very well. Second, she cannot stop thinking about the taint. Simply put, it is starting to get worse. Whatever little control she has, is slowly vanishing... As she walks the Hall, she looks at the acolytes walking around, doing whatever work is needed. She cannot help to imagine what would happen if she did lose it, and went to thinkg about how she knew Habbakuk would be there to help her. She is wrather depressed at the lack of faith that Kaelay showed, and hopes that she will not be the same. No...I cannot be like that, I must continue to show Habbakuk I care. I will not fall victim to Nuitari's torture... She grumbles lightly and continues the stroll, ending up in the temple garden, a place she frequently visits. She happily looks at the blooming flowers, knowing she has helped grow some of them. As she walks over to a flower, she suddenly feels a pain in her head. She puts one hand to it in an attempt to hopefully help diminish it, but nothing happens. She puts another hand to her head as the pain inreases. No...this can't be happening! As she loses herself in the pain, she starts to scream, at least she thinks. Her blond hair starts to lose it's color, fading to an onyx black. Her eyes retain a gain eerie red glow and she can barely take the pain. The only thought to flash through her mind is a plee for help from Habbakuk. As the rather painful event finishes, she seems locked behind her own eyes. A small laugh escapes what seem to be her lips. Her hair is completely black now, except for one blond strand, and she has red eyes. She cannot will her body and is trapped. However, she does not give up easily. Concentrating all of her strength and placing faith in Habbakuk, she starts to focus. The person that appears doesn't seem to be rather surprised, but both are going through intense pain. This time, a scream is easily heard escaping her lips as the pain becomes obscene. With one last scream, she returns to normal (except for her black wisp of hair). Her hair regains it's color, and her eyes fade, returning to blow. She collapses into a heap on the floor, her body not being able to take more. An acolyte that had been watching all along gasps in fear. He looks on at this rather startling event and rushes for help. Kilandara just lies there, wounded in her mind and body, but not in her spirit. She sees through blurry eyes as the acolytes rush to her aid and whispers Habbakuk...tha...n..k. She completely blacks out. Author: Kilandara Date Sun Dec 23 10:36:09 2001 Subject The Shimmer of Hope It was just another day in Palanthas. Kilandara Brightstar was at the temple of Habbakuk, performing daily prayers and the like and taking a break from rebuilding Palanthas. At least until the stranger arrived. His name was Chathiel Leafwatcher and he was searching for his lost brother, whom he took to be dead. Consolences were given, and he was assured that his brother would live on in his heart if he only had hope. The search for the lost brother was underway in Palanthas, although the two remained in the temple. Chathiel sensed trouble in Kilandara, and she told him of her horrid tale. Once finished, they both recited prayers to Habbakuk, praying for Chathiel's brother and Kilandara's health. Once they were finished, Chatiel brought about the truth. Asking for her to hold out her hand, she complied and he took it. After saying a prayer to Chislev and Habbakuk, she was given a small totem of Hope. Needless to say, she was shocked. Faranthalel then revealed his true identity and explained what it was. He then returned to his brothers and sisters, leaving Kilandara alone and surprised in the temple. She left it and ordered the search to finish. The rebuilding must continue. Will this cure her of her taint? What role will Hope play when the time is right... (ooc note) sorry if it's a bit short and blunt, but I basically summarized the rp. Hope you like it. Author: Kilandara Date Wed Jan 23 04:22:12 2002 Subject The Awakening Kilandara slept fitfully that night in the Inn of Last Hope. She had just arrived recently because she had left the Holy Order to protect them. It was a rough journey and she was tired. After having a talk with Tarantel, she was planning on going to Rockwilde, the remains of a city, to be alone until her curse passed. But during that night, she fell into a dreamless sleep. Even though it was peaceful at first, she started tossing and turning in no time. She woke up quickly and looked around, forgetting where she was. After regaining her senses, she sees a glow coming from the footlocker at the foot of her bed that Tarantel had put her equipment in. She went over and quickly opened in and amazingly, a greatsword now layed in there. The glow diminished and she looked at it with awe. A voice whispered in her head, 'I am Hope!' She was rather surprised if anything, but she soon remembered the totem that Faranthalel had given her. After a moments thought, she took the greatsword and went over to Tarantel to tell him that she was going to stay. Author: Kilandara Date Mon Jan 28 04:07:21 2002 Subject The Purification Begins It was another fitful night as Kilandara tossed and turned in her bed. She was disrupted daily now by these nightmares which didn't let her sleep. But this night it was different. As she slept, a soft glow started to cover her Greatsword Hope. It seemed to pulse with some forgotten magic as it shined. The glow itself awoke Kilandara who could only watch the blade in awe. As she watched, the sword did it's work. she felt optimistic, hopeful, and more refreshed then ever. Her black hair started to glow red, then blue, then finally, it started to fade back to blond. She let out an audible gasp as the wisp of blac hair had slowly begun to vanish. Almost immediately, she sat up and started to write a note to Tarantel explaining that she had to back to Palanthas immediately. When she was done, she ran out of her room and found Cerina. Please give this to Tarantel and tell him to be absolutely optimistic, I wi...' At those words, she vanished the note left in Cerina's hand. After reappearing in the Holy Order temple she stood their stunned for a second and immediately started to dispatch acolytes to find Astea and she sent a small amount of clerics to Solace.
The Storytellers of Ansalon, The DragonLance MUD
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