The Great Library of Palanthas

An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Leonhardt.

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 well written novel on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Leonhardt' scribed in faded yellow ink.


Author:    Leonhardt      
Date:      Sat Aug  7 02:16:28
2010
Subject     Leonhardt background

Leonhardt uth Roslin was born to
Roslin and Karina Whitemantle in the
small village of Gander in the solamnic
province of Coastlund. His father a
retired solamnic knight of the rose and his
mother the daughter of the local
smith were coming home from a trip to Elkholm
with their son when two
bandits fell upon them. Roslin told his wife to take
their son and hide in
the wagon Karina grabbed Leonhardt by the arm and ran for
the wagon. Roslin
dispatched one of the bandits with a parry and countered with
a slash to the
abdomen while looking for the second he heard a scream. He turned
to see
Karina lying over the edge of the wagon with a crossbow bolt protruding
from
her back. Running to the wagon he saw his wife shielding their
child
glancing around he saw the bandit who shot her fleeing on horseback he
moved
to follow when he heard his wife gasp and returned to her. As she lay in
the
wagon life slipping away from her she made Roslin vow to protect their
child
and ensure he grows to be an honorable man like his father. Leonhardt
spent
his childhood days working in his fathers forge delivering shipments
to
customers around town and attending his school lessons. But by far
his
greatest pleasure was the time each day his father alloted to his
martial
training. Today his father had decided they would begin with the
sword
tossing his son a wooden training sword he saluted and began to
advance.
Leonhardt circled his father studying him looking for any weakness
or
opening to exploit, he saw one such opening about half way up his
fathers
left leg and attacked. His father easily dodged the assault and slapped
him
on the backside with the flat of his sword saying "Think first boy if
the
opening looks too tempting its probably for a reason." Moving away from
his
father he began to circle again seeing another similar opening on
his
fathers left arm he began to lunge for it. His father sighed and moved
to
block the attack only to find his son had dove forward rolling behind him
as
he turned he came face to face with his sons sword swinging up at him.
He
managed to parry the attack just in time and kicked his son in the
chest
knocking him to the ground. Laughing he said "Much better boy your
starting
to learn to how to use that thing." Offering his son a hand he helped
him to
his feet and they began again. The years passed and as all things do
Roslin
had grown old as he lay in his bed preparing for his final journey
Leonhard
sat beside him holding his hand. "Father please dont die." said
Leonhardt
Roslin looked up at his son smiling and said "Worry not son death is a
debt
we all must pay and your mother needs me more than you do you have
grown
into a fine man I am proud of you." his hand slips from Leonhardts and he
is
gone. 

Author:    Leonhardt      
Date:      Wed Aug 11
07:34:42 2010
Subject     The path to knighthood.

The rain was falling
heavily on the head of Leonhardt today matching his
somber mood. In the small
cemetary of Gander today his father Roslin is
being laid to rest beside his wife
Karina. The simple wooden casket in which
he now sleeps is covered with
beautiful carvings of two entwined golden
roses. Leonhardt stands over the
casket silently thinking of all the times
he shared with his father and a tear
slides down his cheek. After everyone
has said their goodbyes and Roslin is
buried Leonhardt places a rose on his
parents grave says a prayer for them and
turns to leave.

As he approaches the cemetary gate he hears someone say you
look so much
like him. Turning he sees a man wearing the armor of a solamnic
knight. The
man introduces himself as Gareth uth Bronan Roslins brother. He says
he came
to visit his brother and arrived last night after hearing about
Roslins
death he felt he should speak with Leonhardt. He tells Leonhardt that
when
his father retired he gave the family sword and shield to Gareth wanting
to
keep him safe. He asks what Leonhardt plans to do now will he stay and
remain
the village smith or is there something else he wants to do.
Leonhardt says he
honestly does not know what he is going to do now that his
family is
gone.

Leonhardt sighs and says he would like to see more of the world as he
has
never left Coastlund but a part of him is afraid. Gareth asks if he has
ever
given any thought to following in his fathers footsteps and joining
the
knighthood. Leonhardt says he admits he has thought of doing that before
but
he could not leave his father and now that his father is gone he would
not
know how to go about it. Gareth smiles saying I will be setting off
for
Palanthas in two days if you like you can accompany me. Leonhardt looks
up
into the sky for a moment and says he needs to give it some thought and
he
will give Gareth his decision in the morning.

Leonhardt awakens as the sun
shines in on him through the window of his
home. Standing up he gets dressed and
packs up some supplies and a few
momentoes of his life here. Opening his front
door he leaves his home to
meet Gareth and head for Palanthas to begin his new
life. After about four
weeks of travel he gazes in awe at the size and beauty of
the city of
Palanthas for the first time. 

Author:    Leonhardt     

Date:      Thu Sep  2 10:08:42 2010
Subject     The unknown
past.

Sitting at a table in the Broken Blade inn Leonhardt and Gareth
were
talking over a meal. "Why have we stopped uncle we are almost in
Palanthas?"
Leonhardt asked. "How much do you know about our family line
Leonhardt?"
asked Gareth.

"What do you mean? I know father was a respected
knight but I did not even
know father had a brother untill I met you." Replied
Leonhardt. Gareth
chuckles "I see, He never did like to talk about it but you
father was a
noble and so am I and so are you." Leonhardt looked at his uncle
with an
expression of shock "What do you mean father was a noble he never
said
anything about it?" "I mean just what I said our family has blood ties
to
the Crownguard family. said Gareth. "Why did father never mention
this?
Leonhardt asked.

"Your father never really liked the idea of being a
noble he felt it had no
bearing on a mans worth." Gareth said with a chuckle.
"But if you really
want to follow in your fathers footsteps and become a knight
of the rose you
will need to know." said Gareth. Handing Leonhardt a small
bundle wrapped in
cloth he said "Present this to the knighthood when we meet
them and above
all be respectful." Nodding Leonhardt opened the bundle to reveal
a small
disk marked with a coat of arms he had never seen before. What is
this?
Asked Leonhardt. "Its the Crownguard family seal it will establish
your
bloodline put it away untill we arive. Answered Gareth Nodding
Leonhardt
wrapped up the seal and placed it into his pack. Gareth drop a few
coins on
the table and stood saying "Alright lets be on our way." 

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