The Great Library of Palanthas

An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Tavin.

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 gorgious hardback on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Tavin' scribed in burnt red ink.



Author:  Tavin
Date    Tue Dec  4 20:22:50 2001


Subject  Wanderlust (part 1)



Bouncing down the road towards Palanthas, Tavin hummed a happy
little tune and
constantly craned his head to see the surrounding area. There
were more
butterflies than he could count and so many shiny rocks laying on
the ground
that he couldnt help but stop and look at them every once in a
while. He even
managed to find a rock that looked like his Uncle Rusty, who was
sitting in
his pouches at that very minute. Though he was sort of greenish
and liked to
eat flies, but that was a problem for another day. Today, he was
going to
visit Palanthas and see what these knights were doing there.
Maybe if he was
lucky he would see Takhisis too. Sure, she might eat him, but
that would be
really neat too! So he was in a great mood as he walked.

As he drew nearer to the city he saw more and more houses, mostly
farms
judging by the land around them, and the cows, and the
vegetables. The funny
thing was that there werent any farmers in thier fields. It was
all very
strange. There were plows out in the fields, left sitting to
collect rust
(which was just so interesting he had to go look at them) and
barn doors were
open, and wagons were full of turnips, yet there were no animals
hooked to the
wagons or plows and no farmers in the houses. He had even gone in
one to make
sure the poor farmer hadnt fallen and broke something and wasnt
waiting for
someone to find him. He had to pick the lock to the front door,
but that only
help to affirm his belief that some poor soul was inside needing
help. He had
probably fallen out of bed and couldnt help himself now. Why, the
poor old man
might be starving! But his hopes were dashed to little pieces as
he walked
through the house and found noone. Although under a loose board
in the kitchen
floor he did find a rather tidy amount of gold and steel and even
a spoon that
looked rather valuable, so he made sure to put them carefully in
one of his
pouches so bandits wouldnt steal it while the old man was away.

As he finally drew within sight of the gates of Palanthas, he
could see
dragons, they looked like they were red and black and he even
thought he saw a
blue smudge tear across the sky but he could be sure if it was a
dragon or a
finch as high up as it was. But then it didnt matter cause he was
at the
gates.

Careful there fel... The gate guard started, then he looked
down  and
grabbed for his pouch Hey! Watch where your going kender! What
is your
business here anyways?

Well. You see, a couple monthes ago I got hit with Wanderlust,
just like my
cousin Braphelbaugh did when he was my age, I'm 17 now just
incase you were
wondering, but Braph, as we called him, ended up getting eatten
by bugbears,
at least, thats what we assume since he never came back to tell
us. I'm hoping
that if I get eaten its by something neat, like a dragon, or even
better that
dragon-goddess of yours, Takhisis, but as I was saying, I got
Wanderlust
and...

The Knight realized he had asked the wrong question then and
quickly raised
his hand to cut the kender off while it was catching its breath.
Allright!
Enough, I understand. I suppose you want in Palanthas now too?
Before the
kender got more than a nod off the knight continued Fine, so
long as you
abide by the rules, take nothing here he gave a rather pointed
look at Tavin
and check your pouches at the gate when you leave

Gee, thanks Mister...whats that on your chest? A lily? Why
thats cute..Well,
thanks Mister Lily-man. Since your so nice you can have this, I
found it on
the road a ways back Reaching into his pouches Tavin pulled out
a
silver-hafted dagger with a Lily etched into the gem at the end
and the name
Jarrid carved into its haft and handed it to the knight.

Tha..how..bu..Ahhh! Just get in the city and dont forget to
follow the laws
and dont pick up anything you find on the street. If you see one
measely
copper laying there, LEAVE IT BE! The guard sputtered as he
slid his dagger
into its matching sheath.

(to be continued in next story)



Author:  Tavin
Date    Tue Dec  4 20:54:38 2001


Subject  Wanderlust (part 2)



Why, that dagger goes perfect with that.. Tavin decided it
would be best
to do as the Lily-man said and go into the city right then since
it looked
like he was about to cry. Most people didnt like to cry infront
of other
people so Tavin left him too it. If he had thought of it, he
would have given
him the hanky that had the neat Lily and letters J.T.
embroidered on it,
but by the time that he remembered it, he was far enough away
that it didnt
matter.

Looking around there were more of the Lily-men around, though
many werent
wearing thier armor. A lot of them just had the same look to
them, hard eyes
and no smile. They didnt look like they were happy to tell the
truth. So Tavin
tried to cheer them up by telling them stories, but most of them
realized they
had business the other way or had forgotten something in the
tavern they were
just leaving when they spied him.

At one point as he was walking, he saw a man with a funny
mustache that
drooped down the sides of his face and wore lots of armor (he
didnt understand
how anyone could wear all that armor and still move) yell
something about
OST SOLARUS UTH MITHAS!! and throw himself into a battle with
a bunch of
guys wearing funny costumes with wings and big swords, as well as
a few men in
that funny lily armor. It must have been a play the way everyone
watched,
Tavin even threw a few copper after they 'killed' the mustache
man. They must
have had a mage around too to make the death look so real. Tavin
looked all
around but he couldnt find one so he turned and kept walking.

As he went he saw more and more people wearing those funny
costumes, the way
they glared at him as he walked by made him giggle, but that just
made them
glare harder. He also saw a few guys wearing armor that had a
skull on it, it
looked better than that silly lily, and even a few guys in robes
that had what
looked like a rose thorn embroidered on it. They must have been
mages, but he
couldnt get any of them to do any tricks for him and glared worse
than the
costumed people when he asked. Of course, he kind of understood
why, they had
nothing in thier pouches except dust and petals and even
something that
smelled like sulfur and crap. He tossed all of it into a sewer
hole and kept
walking.

Finally, he got tired of looking around the city and decided to
go into a bar.
When he got there he ordered a glass of ale (whiskey was always
too hot and
wine too sweet) and tried to sit really still and just listen to
the people.
It was really hard though, but when they started talking about
the demons in
the city and the Knights of Takhisis taking over, things began to
make sense
to Tavin. All those farmers had run away, and the Solamnics hadnt
changed
thier symbol to a silly little flower (which seemed even sillier
on those evil
knights) and that play, wasnt really a play.

Quite frankly, Tavin began to get upset. He had come here to see
the solamnic
knights and maybe see if he could buy a holy symbol off of them
(he collected
holy symbols, the way the shone and seemed to carry the attitudes
of thier
diety just intrigued the little kender) and now there was just
these guys.
They were interesting and all, and they did have some neat holy
symbols, he
had found one that looked like a five-headed dragon just that
day, it was a
little tarnished so he had decided to take it to a smith to get
cleaned and
then drop it back off at the house he had found it in, but that
was besides
the point.

He was just going to have to do something about this. He marched
out the door,
mind set on helping the Solamnics drive the Knights of Takhisis
out of
Palanthas, then down the street he saw a giant blue dragon land
and, giggling
with excitement, he went running down the street hoping to see it
and talk to
it if he could.

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