The Great Library of Palanthas
An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.
Stories of Ansalon from the view of Tiroth.
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 pamphlet on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Tiroth' scribed in dull blue ink.
Author: Tiroth Date Sun Jan 13 13:53:41 2002 Subject A lone figure appears from the darkness A lone figure slowly emerged from the cold, damp cave. Crouching at the cave entrance he scans the horizon with his blood red eyes...trying to find any sign of life. Seeing none he signals over his shoulder in the silent code of the drow. The rest of the raiding party soon appear from the darkness on his flanks. Numbering eight in all they set out down the mountain into the dark woods below. The night is still young when they arrive on the trail leading to solace... Moving as one with the night they head towards the faint glow on the horizon...Solace. The party leaves no trace and gives off no sound as they move. After a few hours of travel they raiding party reaches the outskirts of solace. Peering through the darkness they watch the unsuspecting group of elves gathered around their campfire laughing, drinking, and telling stories. 4....9...12...15... 15 elves in all and 4 children. The figure licks his lips and his gaze centers on the children as an evil grin comes across his face. The figure gives the signal and the Drow set upon them ruthlessly. sparing only the children. Their blades cutting swiftly into the vitals of the elves, spilling blood and entrails everywhere. The figure slowly approaches the quivering children with an evil grin still on his face. "Now mortals...you shall feel the very essence of pain." With a wave of his hand boils and black lesions begin to form all over the childrens bodies..as they writhe and scream in agony the figure lets out an evil chuckle. "Run my children...run back to your homes..." The children scury away in tears back towards solace. The figure watches as they run into the very heart of solace... With a gesture of his wrist the rest of the raiding party dissapears into the night and heads back to the cave. The figure walks off into the night towards Tarsis. The legends and stories soon ran rampant across the land about a new evil..and terrifing and relentless kind of evil. An evil that comes in the form of an elf...yet as black as the night sky...eyes that are the color of blood..and heart colder than any steel in the land. Author: Tiroth Date Wed Jan 23 19:50:43 2002 Subject The shadow Weary from his travels this day, Tiroth and his loyal mercenary companion decided to make camp outside of Palanthas. The night was a still one...and something was uneasy this evening..for I could not sleep, . I kept seeing a vision everytime i would close my eyes...a vision of a creature...a creature from a nightmare A shadow...as black as the abyss. This creature rampaged the land killing all in her wake. This i respect of the creature. I normally would not have paid any heed to such a sight...for I am by no means good. But i kept having a sense of danger in my head. I saw flashes of Grumash, a trusted ally...Arbor..kroog and others battling this creature.... They slowly drew closer and closer to palanthas. I saw these men fall and being drove back one after another...this creature seemed a power indeed. I was now caught in a dream-like state. I stood up (still asleep, in a dream) and hearing the sounds of battle and the screams of the wounded I set my eyes upon the woodline, trying to pinpoint it. I spotted this swirling mass of shadows moving towards me with the others in hot pursuit. I stood and ordered my mercenary to attack. In a flash of my eye my companion was down and bleeding. I called upon Morgion for strength as i hurled lightning bolts and used the touch of morgion himself to drive this creature back into the abyss from which it came. I held it at may for merely a few moments, but those few moments were enough for the others to catchup and finish the battle Grumash delivered the killing blow as i healed myself and then my friends that were so very wounded. then there was a bright flash of light and it was all over...what was this i asked myself... a sight of what is to come? a symbol of the armies of Takhisis sweeping across the land? a sign that the Shadows would fall? Author: Tiroth Date Thu Jan 24 11:19:18 2002 Subject The Shadow Weary from his travels this day, Tiroth and his loyal mercenary companion decided to make camp outside of Palanthas. The night was a still one...and something was uneasy this evening..for I could not sleep, . I kept seeing a vision everytime i would close my eyes...a vision of a creature...a creature from a nightmare A shadow...as black as the abyss. This creature rampaged the land killing all in her wake. This i respect of the creature. I normally would not have paid any heed to such a sight...for I am by no means good. But i kept having a sense of danger in my head. I saw flashes of Grumash, a trusted ally...Arbor..kroog and others battling this creature.... They slowly drew closer and closer to palanthas. I saw these men fall and being drove back one after another...this creature seemed a power indeed. I was now caught in a dream-like state. I stood up (still asleep, in a dream) and hearing the sounds of battle and the screams of the wounded I set my eyes upon the woodline, trying to pinpoint it. I spotted this swirling mass of shadows moving towards me with the others in hot pursuit. I stood and ordered my mercenary to attack. In a flash of my eye my companion was down and bleeding. I called upon Morgion for strength as i hurled lightning bolts and used the touch of morgion himself to drive this creature back into the abyss from which it came. I held it at may for merely a few moments, but those few moments were enough for the others to catchup and finish the battle Grumash delivered the killing blow as i healed myself and then my friends that were so very wounded. then there was a bright flash of light and it was all over...what was this i asked myself... a sight of what is to come? a symbol of the armies of Takhisis sweeping across the land? a sign that the Shadows would fall?
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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