An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Kythlion.

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 paper booklet on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Kythlion' scribed in rich red ink.

Author:         Kythlion
Date    Fri Apr 28 22:08:07 2006
Subject  The Dark Path of Kythlion Ecorse

Born in the year 364 P.  C.  To a poor family of servants,
Kythlion spent
most of his early years in poverty.  While his parents and older
sibling
were away, working long hours for the rich merchants, Kythlion
was tutored
by his stern and unforgiving grandfather in the ways of war and
the art of
swordplay.  The grandfather was a hard and cruel man, and under
his
tutelage, Kythlion became a most formidible swordsman by the age
of sixteen.
However, recently new events have dramatically altered the course
of his
life.  Just as Kythlion was preparing for the day's drills and
exercises he
heard a scream from his grandfathers room.  Kythlion burst into
his
grandfather's room to find a Solamnic Knight standing over his
grandfather,
still grasping the longsword that impaled the old man's chest.  -
Kythlion
drew forth his sword and cut down the Knight, who was also quite
elderly. 
Just as his grandfather died, he whispered "I have trained you
how to kill,
but not why.  Seek that answer in Takhisis."  .  At that, the old
man was
dead and Kythlion set forth to learn the ways of Takhisis.  It
has been a
year since he began his studies in the ways of Her Dark Majesty,
the the
Order of the Lily.  Hardened by poverty and years of rigorous
training and
now a devout follower of Takhisis, Kythlion dreams of one day
joining the
elite Knights of Takhisis.  
 
 
 
Independence breeds chaos. Submit and be strong.
 
       All Hail Takhisis


Author:         Kythlion
Date    Mon Jun  5 22:06:13 2006
Subject  The Vision

Foreword It has been many moons since we last heard of the life
and
times of Kythlion Ecorse.  The last tale was of the early years
leading up
to Kythlion's induction into the elite Knights of the Lily.  The
tale I
offer you now is about to unfold....  It was nightfall when
Kythlion
returned to the Temple of Takhisis to report to his superiors. 
Just before
entering the temple, a young page ran up and delivered a message
stating
that the senior officers weren't to be expected until daybreak. 
After
dismissing the page, Kythlion entered the temple and collapsed
onto a nearby
pew.  Just as sleep was about to overtake him, Kythlion awoke to
a start.  A
loud noise....  But from where.  Groggily he stumbled to the back
of the
room where he found a trap door had slammed open, which seemed
quite
impossible due to the fact that the trap door swings up. 
Pondering what
could have caused this to occur, Kythlion stood dumbfounded for a
few
moments and then decided to climb down the ladder and investigate
further. 
No intruders were to be found, that was of little concern. 
Looking around
himself, Kythlion beheld the most magnificent crypt ever created.
 Ornate
carving cover the blacked platinum walls.  Rows of upright
coffins proudly
display Knights of Her Dark Majesty in all their garb of war. 
Just as
Kythlion turned to return to the temple above, a slow movement at
the end of
the long hall caught his eye.  A large door cast of pure platinum
slowly
swung open before Kythlion's eyes.  Kythlion unstrapped one of
his axes
hastily and rushed down the meaning to strike down anyone meaning
to defile
or loot the crypts.  As soon as Kythlion crossed the threshhold
of the
doorway the axe dropped from his hand and he slowly slumped to
the ground as
if in a trance.  It was the sight of the statue of the great Lord
Ariakan,
founder of the knighthood.  In what seemed like a dream the
vision began to
flood Kythlion's mind.  In the vision Kythlion found himself
walking down a
path.  The very soil seemed to glitter in the moonlight.  On
either side of
the path, large statues rose up, depicting things both beautiful
and horrid
at once.  Looking up, Kythlion was awestruck at the sight of a
Palace so
large it consumed the entire horizon.  As he drew closer,
Chromatic Dragons
of every color began to come into view.  Circling high about the
breathtaking structures that made up the palace, the dragons
appeared to be
dueling with one another in preparation for future battles. 
Several squares
begin to come into view, forming at the intersection of the
streets sprawing
out in front of the palace.  Filling these squares are countless
ranks of
Humans, Demons, Dwarves and Minotaurs.  All of them standing
shoulder to
shoulder, weapons in hand.  Looking skyward Kythlion is amazed to
see that
the sky is all but blackened by the sheer number of dragons
flying above. 
Suddenly the dragons part, and Kythlion sensed an omnipotent
presence loo
king down upon him.  Suddenly Kythlion was bathed in a brilliant
light that
filled every inch of his body and soul.  Kythlion was shown his
death and
the role he was to play in the Knighthood.  After several moments
of this
Kythlion began to realize that Her Dark Majesty, Takhisis had
laid the path
shown before him long before he was born.  At the very moment he
realized
this, Kythlion snapped awake.  Just as quick as it had taken him,
the vision
was gone.  Slowly, Kythlion rose to his feet.  Snapping to
attention, he
saluted the statue of Lord Ariakan.  Then slowly he made his
exit, carefully
closing the blackened platinum door.  He then made his way back
into the
temple to rest and meditate on what had been shown to him.  
         Independence breeds chaos, submit and be strong

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 sighs as he recants 'We saved 869 books from Ansalon from before the great Cataclysm through today.'