The Great Library of Palanthas

An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Mathias.

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 giant book on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Mathias' scribed in glowing yellow ink.


Author:    Mathias        
Date:      Fri Jul 10 22:51:02
2009
Subject     Neraka and the Highlord

The journey to Neraka was
quite a trek, but finally Mathias set his eyes
upon the gates of Neraka.
Wandering down Snake Road, Mathias makes his way
towards the center of Neraka,
and the Temple of Lady Chaos. As the temple
rises up from the city before him,
he sees what appears to be a man in front
of him, wearing what appears to be a
helm fashioned to look as a dragon.

The person standing before him spoke with
Mathias, welcoming him to Neraka,
and letting him know that somehow, they were
aware of his arrival. Warming
to this person, eminating a dark aura of power,
Mathias told him of the
journey he had taken, and his desire to serve the Lady
Chaos. Finally,
Mathias realizes this person must be the one in control of the
great
fighting force being assembled in the city.

"I want to request the
honor of serving Lady Chaos in this battle, this
conquest."

The Highlord
leads Mathias into along a street, and into the halls of the
army, showing
Mathias the different wings of the army, and instructing him
to get outfitted
from the smith. Once the Highlord had issued his
instructions, Mathias bowed to
his Highlord, and left on his assignment. His
path took him directly to the
blacksmith, to get his armor replaced, with
the armor a servant of the Lady
Chaos should wear, the armor of the Green
wing of the Dragonarmy. 

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 868 books from Ansalon from before the great Cataclysm through today.'
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