The Great Library of Palanthas
An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.
Stories of Ansalon from the view of Ruck.
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 worn tome on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Ruck' scribed in brown ink.
Author: Ruck Date: Mon Apr 19 23:10:24 2010 Subject BG Story This is long overdue, sorry folks. It was very apparent there was something wrong with Ruck, even at a young age. He lived with a pack of merchant Neidar nomads who possessed different skillsets. His father was a hunter and leatherworker, one of the strongest men of his pack, and his mother was a druid, devout of Chislev. The first time he can remember his father bringing home a fresh kill and working with the flesh of the beast, he grew this lust inside him and stared hypnotized as his father explained. He started to try to mimick his fathers behavior, killing small rodents and playing with their corpses. Many times his mother would scold him, hoping her son would grow out of this horrid phase, but it only got worse. In Ruck's teenage days, he would visit libraries and collect books on his travels. He began to try to educate himself, rather than follow in his father's trade, which he began to find too mundane for his liking. His obsession with corpses never died however, and he started to familiarize himself with human and beast anatomy... many times firsthand, goring cadavers next to giant bonfires at night. His pack began to see that this was not just a phase, and that Ruck was clearly insane, so they had a pack meeting and decided to throw him out. His parents, extremely upset, wished Ruck good luck on his travels. Ruck travelled and travelled, looking for other folks like himself, and found a cult of necromancers. When he learned of The Lord of Death, Chemosh, he immediately joined the cult, convinced that this was his life calling. After years of prayer and meditation, Chemosh began bestowing unholy power upon Ruck, who is slipping even deeper and deeper into insanity.
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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