The Great Library of Palanthas
An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.
Stories of Ansalon from the view of Marrock.
A little gully dwarf runs by and says 'Wordwrap Off 65 80.'
The gully continues 'Want color back? Turn Color Back ON!!
Astinus says 'Enter the main library here to view only the author list.'
Astinus gently places a book on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Marrock' scribed in unearthly yellow ink.
Author: Marrock Date: Thu Jun 17 18:45:49 2010 Subject Staring at the sea I sat on the cliffs again this morning staring north out over what should be mine but I knew I'd never be able to claim it. It had been taken from our family many generations ago and would never be returned but like all the first born I'd learned the linage that we belonged to by wrote. No one outside our family knew of our linage, very few cared for the Knights of Solamnia here in the dessert, where we had been forced to make our home after the cataclysm. In Tarsis the knights where hated and some say hunted for their roll in bring about the cataclysm. I would never be a Lord as I had no lands but by Habbakuk I would go and serve as a Knight of Solamnia like so many of my ancestors had and I knew I would not let them down. Casting one last stone off the cliff into the sea below I turned my back on the sea that had swallowed my birthright and set off to tell my parents of my decision. Author: Marrock Date: Sun Jun 20 20:45:43 2010 Subject Mugged while sparring I'd set out from home having spoken to my parents about it. My father refused to give me his blessing to join the Knighthood. He felt they had failed us all and brought apon the cataclysm that had stolen our home land from us. I made my way to Solace and found a weapons master there who was willing to help train me. We were working in unarmed combat late last night when I lost consciousness. I've just awoken now with a terrible headache and noticed someone has robbed me. Well both of us to tell the truth. Seems Solace isn't as safe as I thought it was. Author: Marrock Date: Sun Jun 20 21:22:25 2010 Subject Mugged while sparring I'd set out from home having spoken to my parents about it. My father refused to give me his blessing to join the Knighthood. He felt they had failed us all and brought apon the cataclysm that had stolen our home land from us. I made my way to Solace and found a weapons master there who was willing to help train me. We were working in unarmed combat late last night when I lost consciousness. I've just awoken now with a terrible headache and noticed someone has robbed me. Well both of us to tell the truth. As I frantically searched through my bags I realised the potions of Sanctuary I'd recently baught and the oil for my lanterns was among the things that had been taken. I realised I'd definately need to find somewhere safer to train and I needed to improve my sense of awareness so that no one could sneak up on me like that again.
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 mentions 'We have had over 868 storytellers on Ansalon pen their epic stories here for all to read.'
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