The Great Library of Palanthas
An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.
Stories of Ansalon from the view of Oso.
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 giant book on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Oso' scribed in glowing grey ink.
Author: Oso Date: Thu Sep 14 22:34:07 2006 Subject the Past For many years, I lived as a slave, working day and night, untill i was upon my feet. My back been lashed raw. And then it got worse. I was sold into the hands of a pirate captain and put to work on the oars, where i was fed little and shown no sunshine for what seemed a lifetime but could not have been more then one seaons. It was in the stormy season, that we were run upon the reefs, and the boat begain to break apart. Us slaves and crippled were left to die, I tried to free myself from the chains but do not remember breaking free, all I remember was blackness and waking upon the shores north of Kurmost though I knew not where I was when I awoke only that before me stood mountains. While i was unconcious I was visted by a beutiful elven maiden at lest by thier standards, I prefer the nice rump of dairy cow myself. But she came into the ship and broke the shackles that bound me, lifting me in her arms as though I was a leaf. We floated through the water and up into the sky, I remember stars and thats all she said not a word but did smile once when she droped me to the ground. For several hours I sat there praying and thanking all that I had survived, and then as dusk fell, I ventured into the mountains, where i lived the winter through. It was better then my life before although it was hard I lived better then I ever had. I made my own clothes and food from animals I trapped and killed. And my weapons from rocks untill i was able to aquire metal weapons. Author: Oso Date: Fri Sep 15 13:46:29 2006 Subject the spring a new beggining Durring the winter, I stayed within the mountains, hunting and trapping food and furs. By the end of the winter, I had collected a large pile of furs. High from a ledge on the northern edge of the mountains I saw a sprawling city, where I saw dark armored figures coming and going on a regular basis. As spring dawned and the snow began to melt, I ventured into the city below the mountains which I learn learned was Neraka. After several trips down into the city exploring, I brought down the pelts that I had, I was able to find a tanner to sell them too for a nice price. With this money I was able to restore myself to the rightful place of a Minotaur, a warrior. It was then that I came across a patrol of the dark knights.
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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