The Great Library of Palanthas
An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.
Stories of Ansalon from the view of Mabius.
A little gully dwarf runs by and says 'Wordwrap 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 small leaflet on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Mabius' scribed in faded red ink.
Author: Mabius Date: Wed Sep 17 06:51:06 2008 Subject Mabius' Background Mabius Elvere was born near Kalaman, and had a fairly normal childhood. He was loved by his family, but had few friends. His time was mostly spent reading and performing experiments and autopsies on insects and small animals. Anything he could do to attain more knowledge. His father always told him from as young as he could remember, "knowledge is power." And Mabius took this to heart. At around the age of ten, he saw a magic-user for the first time. She was a mysterious and beautiful woman. Her eyes were enchanting and sparkled with a light he hadn't seen before, in anyone. He talked with her and learned of the magic. He swiftly discovered, with her help, that he was a natural in the art. And from that day forth, he saught all knowledge of the arcane he could find. Eventually he found a mentor, and learned much in his tutelage. A while later, at a fairly young age, he tested and took the red robes. He grew in strength and knowledge until one day he began to lose his mind. In his test, he fought within himself to act as he would. However, his friends meant a lot to him, as well as his white robe master. In the end he acted to please them as best he could, while maintaining a bit of his own personality. If he would have acted without outside influence, he would have come out a black robe, as his quest for power and knowledge in the magic would have him forsake everything, even the lives of loved ones. However, this choice drove him insane in the end. He suicidally attacked one of his former students, and died in the process. Almost a year later, he returned to Krynn, with no knowledge of what happened. Only that he had lost all knowledge and understanding of spells and skills he once had. Though now, he could see the black moon in the sky. He vowed to rejoin the conclave and be true to himself. He wandered in to Neraka, a town he had never trav elled to before, and took up residence. Once again beginning his quest to gain as much knowledge as he could.
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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