The Great Library of Palanthas
An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.
Stories of Ansalon from the view of Kryonara.
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 bluish black leather-bound book on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Kryonara' scribed in light white ink.
Author: Kryonara Date: Fri Jun 5 18:24:33 2009 Subject A New Beginning After many years he was returning to his city of birth, Solace. The many years travelling with his parents, although letting him learn about foreign countries and cultures, had left a large gap in the studies of his true calling. He'd hated the endless weeks cooped up in a city while his father made deals and argued policy with his human counter parts. He remembered the early years as the son of a Noble, a low level diplomat not yet distinguished enough to deal with the Capitals, visiting other nobles he was always allowed to go where he pleased and when in castles or on estates spent a lot of time with the woodsmen and hunters that patrolled the estates and put fresh meat on the feast tables. As his fathers eminence as a diplomat grew he was more often posted to large cities. In contrast to the wonderful time he enjoyed when in the country side human cities where the bane of his existence. Thousands of people packed closely together never venturing out into the wilderness beyond. Often the nearest piece of natural land was days of travel through farm land. And so as his father received news that once again he was to be posted to a large city to over see trade negotiations Kryonara decided it was time to head of on his own and seek his own destiny. He declared to his parents that he was going home to Solace where he would forge his own destiny. And so he found himself in Solace his home town and yet foreign to him. He was determined to make it own his own without the help of his father or the family name and so stayed out of the political arena but did sign up to help the town watch.
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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