The Great Library of Palanthas

An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Taur.

A little gully dwarf runs by and says 'Wordwrap is at 65. 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 large tome gilt in gold on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Taur' scribed in deep blue ink.


Author:    Taur           
Date:      Thu Nov  6
23:34:57 2008
Subject     Neophyte


This story is of an
eternal journey for peace and solitude, one that has led
an elf
of the wilds, a Kagonesti, to the embrace of the master of all
minds, Majere:

Taur was born in the forests of Qualinost, a city
of peace and strength for his
Qualinesti elven brothers, but a
living hell for his kind. For his family were 
Kagonesti, slaves
in the eyes of the Qualinesti and members of the House of
Servitor, 
the lowest of the hierarchical classes of Silvanesti
elves. Those who escaped their 
fate as negotiable slaves were
hunted as sport and Taur's family was no exception. 
Although
Taur's parents could count themselves lucky, having escaped the
persecution 
of the higher elves for some time now, the birth of
their newborn slowed their 
pace of retreat. On one fine night
when the moon of Lunitari burned a crimson red 
in the horizon,
the little Taur resting in a manger lost his parents to a brutal

Qualinesti raid.

It has been said that it was at the behest of
Taur's parents that the gods found it 
fit to grant Taur a second
chance at life that his parents never had. A kind elderly

Qualinesti warrior, a part of the raiding detail that slew
Taur's parents, found it 
in himself to do the unthinkable. He
stole the young slave from the manger, and split
from his group.
Bringing the little one back to his home, he heralded the little
one
as his own, thus sparing the wilf elf the once-inevitable
fate of slavery and death. 
Perhaps bearing the guilt for having
played a part in the killing of the young elf's 
only family, he
schooled the young one in the elvish arts and imbibed in him the
virtues of
pacifism and frugality. When the young elf's time of
maturity came, he told the young elf
of his past and true roots.
It was then that the elderly Qualinesti passed away, resting 
in
the knowledge that his past sins were atoned for.

Now a grown
elf and nearly a century old, Taur set out to find his purpose,
for he
knew he did not belong in the bustling city that Qualinost
was. He wandered for years 
in the woods, finally setlling upon
an abandoned hut. There was no reason for this, he just
knew in
his heart that this was where his destiny lay. It was here that
the god Majere
revealed himself to Taur and brought him under his
tutelage. He was to be a monk, an ally
to the servants of good
and bane to the creatures who would oppose those ideals. Majere

led him from the abandoned hut one day when he was ready and
left him at the grand doors 
of the Holy Order of the Stars, a
rare symbol of peace and solidarity in these times of war. 

The
journey of Taur is only just about to begin.

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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