The Great Library of Palanthas

An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Versivius.

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 brief catalogue on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Versivius' scribed in light purple ink.


Author:    Versivius      
Date:      Thu Jul 23
14:33:23 2009
Subject     A Thrist for knowledge

As a
boy Versivius would wonder into the librbary to escape all the
chaos
of the city. as the son of the court Jester no one ever
truly took him
seriously adn as he had inherited his fathers
dress sense he was always
being picked on. In the library he was
safe just him and all the wonderful
stories of ancient forbidden
places. 

His thirst for knowledge dragged him from the childrens
stories to the
historical stories of Krynn. Here he learned of
the true heroes of Krynn,
not the sword wielding princes or the
backstabbing thieves. No he realised
the true power lay in
learning to wield magic. That knowledge sparked
something in him.
A desire to rise to power and one day restore the balance
between
good and evil that was getting out of control. 

One late night
when he was leaving the library he was set on by two of
the
school bullies wanting to rip up the books they still
couldn't read. He knew
he was to weak and too slow to escape the
older boys and imagined them
insulting each other, he was just as
suprised when the Big Jim said "Hey
Stew your sis is almost as
hot as your mom!" During the fight that ensued he
was forgotten
and slipped away to ponder what had happened. 

During the
following months he search the library constantly trying to
find
more information on what had happened but each book he was
looking for he
was told was in a library not open to the public.


Author:    Versivius      
Date:      Fri Jul
24 07:49:45 2009
Subject     In search of the
Library

Versivius thirst for knowledge had grown since
that night he escaped the
bullies out side the libtary. By
reading vast numbers of tomes and history
books he had come to
realise that it was not a "devine" power that he
wielded but
rather something innate. The power he wielded came from
within.

Having exhausted all the local sources of knowledge he
decided to move on to
Palanthas and see if that great library
held anymore knowledge about his
talents.

Getting out of the
castle was easy now that he could hide himself and so he
set off
with his favourite tackle box to find the Library in
Palanthas and
study what he could about magic. 

The Palanthas
Library was vast and full of other students and scholars and
time
quickly passed. He gained much knowledge and further improved
his
abilities but also made sure to go out and fish regularly as
he needed the
money to sustain himself in this large city.


Against the many dangerous people who preyed on normal citizens
in the
peaceful city he got to practice his offensive spells and
learned the value
of defensive ones too.

The stories of far away
places and strange lands sparked a desire to travel
adn the fact
that there were many great fishing spots out there to
discover
led Versivius to become a wanderer. 

Author: 
  Versivius      
Date:      Mon Jul 27 14:01:53
2009
Subject     A chance meeting?

Versivius had been
travelling for months now. Going from town to town and
city to
city looking for the library that contained the knowledge he
was
looking for.

He had heard rumours of a group of mages that
governed magic but his
attempts to contact them or find them were
proving futile. Finally while in
Solace he met a haughty elf
named Frelquen who seemed to know something but
couldn't be
persuaded to divulge any useful information. 

Talking to the
local people he found out that there was a section of the
forest
that the Wildrunners patrolled to keep unwanted guests out of
and
that it was past the Wayward Inn.

The journey south was
uneventful until his sixth sense warned him that
danger was
nearby. Deciding that discretion was the better part of valour
he
caused himself to go invisible and scanned around. He realised
he'd stumbled
onto a marauder camp but that he would need to move
through it to get to the
Wayward Inn.

He was on his third cup of
tea, trying to prolong the time he spent talking
to the young
barmaid, when he noticed somehting different about the
Elven
woman who had just entered the Inn. She moved with a grace
not uncommon to
the elves of this forest and he dismissed the
tingling sensation.

He noticed her again when she ordered
something from the young barmaid but
only because his eyes had
been following the barmaid as she seductivly sways
her hips while
moving around.

Quickly invoking a minor cantrip of magical
detection Versivius scans the
room again just to satisfy himself
that there are no other mages present.

To say that Versivius was
startled by a hand being placed on his shoulder
would be unfair,
that it belonged to the Elven woman who had entered not
that long
ago is what almost stopped his heart.

"I see the roomers of a
young magi where not wrong, I am Meriele may i join
you?" she
said in a quietly.

Trying to gather his whits Versivius stammers
his reply "Of course. Please
do join me, I'm
Versivius"

Gracefulyl as only an elf can be she sits across
from him, smiles serenly
and asks "Have you practice the ways
of magic Versivius?"

Feeling more at ease but still a little
confused regarding the elf sitting
oposite him he replies "Not
for very long as everything I've learned has
been story books and
by accident but my research has shown that there is a
greater
organisation that teaches Magi how to expand and control
these
powers I have" 

A smiling Meriele nods repsonding to the
unasked quest "How would you like
to learn from the greatest
mages in the world today and from years gone
by?"

Not able to
contain his ellation Versivius quickly questions her offer
"Is
that possible, even for an inexperienced wonderer like
myself?"

An obviously bemused Meriele smiled, nodded and
continued "If you wish to
keep on the path of magic and work
hard there is a place for you but it will
not be easy as you will
have to face the test of magic."

Versivius looks at his empty
cup of tea and continues "I do wish to continue
on the path of
magic and any challange a long the way will be
welcomed"

Meriele nods.

He continues "It cannot be any
worse than the bullies i have faced and the
ridicule of being a
jesters son" 

Finishing her drink Meriele says "Very well
look for the path to show its
self to you and walk though the
Wayreth Forest." before standing and
uttering some arcane words
before stepping through a rift in space that
suddenly
appeared.

Trying to decide if the whole incedent was a figment
of his immagination
Versivius forgot all about the barmaid and
settled his bill.

Gathering his possesions he set off through
the forest in search of the
Tower of Wayreth to meet Mistress
Meriele.

Moving quickly through the forest in the remaining
daylight he soon came
into view of the Towers of Magic. Reaching
up into the sky out of the forest
he realised that this would be
his new home.

Author:    Versivius      
Date:  
   Tue Aug 18 13:55:18 2009
Subject     A wealth of
knowledge

Life in the tower was not what Versivius had
thought it would be. It was
busy all the time with masters and
apprentices coming and going
continuously. 

There were so many
books to see and learn from and often, while taking
breaks from
the laborious task of learnign his spells, he would find
himself
lost in a history book describing places far away. 

As
he descivored these places were real and the people and their
actions
were just as real. Often lost in a story unrelated to his
studies he would
find himself heading out to explore those areas
to better understand the
world he lived in. 

One such adventure
almost ended badly when a fellow mage mentioned the Vale
of
Gryphons and Versivius decided to go exploring. Unknown to him
there were
several crevices from which it was impossible to
escape by normal means and
the howling winds made the casting of
spells impossible. 

He and Nestos sat shivering in the crevices
unable to speak to each other
but both realising they were doomed
to die like the skeletons that littered
the floor below them. It
was then during their darkest hour that Versivius
reached into
his tackle box and removed a harp he had gotten as a gift from
a
bard in Garnet. The howling wind seemed to resonate with the
cords of the
harp and suddenly Nestos vanished and seconds later
so to did Versivius. 

Staring around him Versivius soon
recognised the place he was in and prayed
to Lunitari for
delivering him from a certain death. 

Versivius made his way
back into the library and this time did not pick up a
story book
but instead started practicing the magick Mistress Meriele
had
assigned him. 

Author:    Versivius     

Date:      Sat Nov 14 08:57:36 2009
Subject     Grounded
by his Mistress

Time seemed to pass Versivius by as he
spent days studying in the towers
library, pouring through
magical manuscripts with descriptions of arcane
spells
interspersed with research on ancient cities and
civilisations.

Ever curious Versivius spent as much time doing
field work, which was made
easier by the mastery of travel by
arcane means, as in the librbaries and so
his studies did not
advance as quickly as Mistress Meriele wished them too.
On his
travels Versivius started to appreciate the need for a
balance
between good and evil and between chaos and order.

Magic
he realised was both a Science and an Art balancing the forces at
work
was not precise but had to be done by feel and the phases of
Lunitari were
starting to affect how well his magic worked.

On
returning from his last expadition Mistress Meriele was waiting
for him.
She marched him to her office and explained that he'd
better be ready for
his test. No more expeditions or he'd be
tracked down as a renegade.
Versivius had never seen this side of
Mistress Meriele before and realising
she was serious went
straigh tothe library he'd adopted as his study and set
about
preparing to survive the test of magic. 

Author:   
Versivius      
Date:      Thu Dec  3 08:11:18
2009
Subject     Versivius is tested

I was lying down
after supper resting so that I could once again spend
the evening
working on my spells in the quiet of the library when there
was
an unexpected knock at my door.

Surprised by the disturbance
I roused myself from my evening nap calling to
the person at the
door 'Enter.'

Meriele slowly opened the door and gently moved
into the doorway with a
smile on her face.

'Mistress, What a
pleasant surprise.' was my joyfully greeting.

'I hope you are
ready Versivius, I have come to take you to your test.'
she
replied more gravely.

Glancing around and gathering my
meagre possessions I replied 'I am as ready
as I will ever
be.'

Smiling and nodding she continues 'then let us go, I am
sure you will do
fine, after all I have done.' she turned not
waiting to see if I was
following and headed to the
tower.

Buoyed by this comment I made sure to stay just behind
her as we headed to
the tower.

Stopping before a lone door in
the tower Meriele pulled a key from around
her neck and unlocked
the door. Beyond here I can not help you, if you have
a question
now is the time to ask.'

'I have no questions Mistress well none
that can't wait till afterwards.' I
answered truthfully.

'Very
well, said Meriele, 'go ahead Versivius I will follow and may
the
moons watch over you.'

Filled with trepidation I slowly
opened the door and entered not knowing
what to expect.

Meriele
followed closely behind me and announced loudly 'I bring
Versivius
my apprentice before you to take his test. I stand here
to witness.' 

Two other voices speak out ' Then let him take his
test and prove his worth
to the moons!' 

Meriele touched me on
the shoulder and then took her place next to the red
robe and
black robed figures.

Meriele says 'Come forth, Versivius and be
stead fast what happens here is
real and yet not real, let the
test begin.'

I strode forward knowing that only my inner
strength would determine whether
I succeeded or failed.

The room
started to spin as I walked forward and the last thing I heard
was
Meriele say 'May the moons protect you.' 

Slowly the room
stopped spinning and I found myself standing in a small
village
scanning around I realised it was no where I had been before,
just a
small farming village.

A heated discussion, from the town
square, escalates into a shouting match
and I decided I needed to
intervene and made my way towards the village
square mindful of
an escape route should one be needed.

In the town square three
men, the first a priest the second seems to be
wearing the garb
of an office bearer and the third definitely a beggar,
stood
arguing about something that had gone missing. 

The mayor starts
yelling at the beggar. How dare you steal such an item,
it
belonged to the people.

The priest yells Do not blame him it
is not for the people but for the
church.

The bum looks scared
yet a twinkle is in his eye.

Realising this is not the time for
fleeing steps forward and asks 'What is
the problem that can not
be solved calmly and logically?'

They all turned and gave me a
look before returning to yelling at each
other. The beggar looks
more and more taken back from the other two.

'Silence!' I
forcefully demanded.

My first thought was to charm them into
cooperation but thinking about it
realised they would just tell
me what they thought I wanted to hear and we
would never get to
the bottom of this argument and so I decided to take the
less
intrusive path.

The priest was the first to respond and said
'Who dare demand a man of the
cloth to be silence.'

The mayor
gave me look that would kill at a hundred paces but I was
not
intimidated by him and the beggar looked happy that I had
interrupted.

'I am just a passer by who wishes to maintain the
balance of things.' I said
calmly now that things had quietened
down.

'Very well then you figure it out where the church's Holy
symbol is said the
priest.

You mean the towns symbol' said the
mayor.

'Yes yes so I can go free' expressed the beggar.

I
started by asking the beggar. 'Tell me what this item is that
they have
misplaced?' while glaring at the other two as they
start to interrupt.

The beggar thought for a moment before
saying ' I am not sure, the priest
says it the symbol of the
church but I have not seen it, though I did see
both of them in
the area.'

Quickly chanting a simple cantrip I tried to
determine the truth of the
statement and it was revealed to me
that the beggar words about not seeing
the item were a lie yet
his words at seeing them both there were true.

Turning to the
priest I asked 'what where you doing here when the Relic
went
missing?

The priest raising his eye brow at the question
answered I was making my
rounds in the church as I always
do.'

'And you Mayor?' I asked curtly again trying to discern the
truth of the
mayors answer.

The mayor smiled and said ' I was on
my way to talk to the priest about the
towns up coming
harvest.'

It was obvious to me that he wasnt going to talk to
the priest about the
harvest and so I turned to the priest and
asked 'What is this relic that has
been lost?'

The priest
answered softly 'The golden leaf of Zivilyn.'

Turning to the
Mayor I asked 'and what is the town symbol that is missing,
'
while concentrating on the Image of a golden leaf trying to
determine its
location.

The mayor smiled and answered 'The red
gem that anointed the town.'

While concentrating on the items
described it was clear that the golden leaf
was here with one of
them but that the gem was further north of us in
the
village.

Looking around I tried to discern what buildings
lay to the north of us and
was surprised to see a red sparkling
light coming from one of the building
up ahead.

Turning to the
beggar I stated 'you have seen one of these items recently!

The
beggar says 'Yes I have seen one of the items.'

Follow me, I
want to take a look around, I said before heading north
towards
the light.

As a group they agreed to follow.

Making
sure I didn't lose sight of the sparkling light while walking
towards
it I was surprised when the mayor, realising what you're
leading to, started
speaking arcane words to call lighting.

The
speed at which the mayor cast his spell caught me by surprise.
Before I
could cast the spell to silence his magic I felt the
rush of electricity
passing through me. Every hair stood on end
and I barely managed to maintain
control of my bladder.

The
priest screamed and made the fatal mistake of turning to look at
the
mayor and the beggar, not waiting for the priest to join in
the fight, drove
the blade of his dagger into the priests
chest.

There was nothing I could do to stop this murder as I was
still
incapacitated by the affects of the lightning bolt.

The
beggar pulled his blade free and wiped it on the priest's cloak
before
saying 'You had to let him see you Ami didn't you ... take
care of this
trouble maker.' 

Looking at the mayor I realised he
looked surprised that his spell hit and
not wanting him to
interfere while I dealt with the beggar I cast a silence
spell
upon him while making sure I didnt turn my back on the
beggar.

He tried to utter the words of his next spell but was
shocked as his own
words were gone.

The beggar snorted ' I see
Ill have to take care of this my self.'

Glad of the long hours
working with Liam I prepared to fight the beggar.

The beggar
seemed to move with more speed than it was possible to and
swung
his dagger at my midsection. I fell back from the attack
with a gaping wound
to my stomach and my vision blurred from the
agony of the puncture wound.

I reached deep within the well of
magic that enveloped him and could see the
spark of fire glowing
and hurled it towards the beggar.

The beggar rolled out of the
way of the fire ball letting it hit Ami and a
small curse slipped
his lip as he took another swing at me.

to be
continued

Author:    Versivius      
Date:     
Thu Dec  3 08:13:40 2009
Subject     Versivius is tested part
II

My vision started to clear and I once again drew on
the power of fire.
Determination steeled me and I hurled another
fireball at the beggar this
time hitting him. The beggar screamed
out as the fireball slammed into him
leaving him stunned and
badly burned, he dropped his dagger from his hand
along with a
golden leaf.

Deciding to end it as quickly as possible I took
the opportunity presented
to repeat my previous spell and
launched another fireball at the beggar
again hitting him. The
beggar screamed out in pain as the flames engulfed
him, Ami,
taking his time, pulled forth a vial and hurled it at me while
I
was busy with the beggar.

I screamed in agony as a vial of
acid broke against my back searing my flesh
and filling the air
with the acrid stench but also reminding me that Ami
still had to
be dealt with. I turned to face Ami and snarled at him as
the
inner beast started to surface.

Ami smiled and slowly made
his way toward me. I raised my staff and started
to chant while
drawing on the last vestiges of magic enveloping me. Ami
silent
scream was his last action as a bolt of lightning slammed into
his
broken body. 

Picking up the golden leaf and I said a quite
prayer to Lunitari.

The world once again begins to spin and
change and I once again found myself
in the room I started out
from in the tower Sorcery.

I slumped to the ground wracked with
the pain of the test but slowly stood
up again as straight as my
scarred back would allow. I knew that this was
the mark of
Lunitari that I would carry with me for the rest of my
mortal
life but that is was also a sign of Lunitaris acceptance
of me as a mage.

Meriele smiled at me as I stood up. 'Welcome
brother to the folds of the
tower. Lunitari has gained a great
person. May her light shine on you.'
Meriele stood and left the
room to allow my new order to take me to my new
home in the red
tower.

Author:    Versivius      
Date:      Fri
Dec 11 17:49:21 2009
Subject     Versivius gets his own
room

Versivius stood before High Archmage Lynx who
reached into his bag and
pulled out the one thing Versivius had
been working for. His own set of Red
Robes. As Lynx slipped them
over his travelling clothes the responsibility
he was charged
with settled on his shoulders too.

Versivius now understood that
the balance of good and evil is what was
important. Without the
bullying he had received as a child he would never
have had the
need to draw on the magical ability that lay dormant and
yet
without the tempering kindness shown by Mistress Meriele he
would have
become a beast like those he had fought against.

With
the fresh scar on his back still distracting him he was very glad
when
Lynx led him to his new room. A room, one that would offer a
view of the sun
rising over the surrounding forest had come free
on the 3rd floor of the
tower, had come free and all that needed
to be done was for Versivius to
find some furnishings for it. A
bare bed, much like the one he had grown
accustomed to in the
apprentice hall, a wardrobe and a desk were all the
furnishing in
the room.

It didn't take Versivius long to unpack his meagre
possessions into his new
room but unpacking made him think of all
the places he could go to order
some exotic furniture for his
room. 

Author:    Versivius      
Date:      Sun
Jan 10 08:25:39 2010
Subject     A Master starts his true
vocation

I was tinkering in the in the lab waiting for my
new apprentice, my first
apprentice, when a bit earlier than
expected there was a knock at the door.

'Enter' I said,
trying to calm my nerves. Was I really ready for
the
responsibility of an apprentice. I knew that High Archmage
Lynx thought I
was and that was enough to calm my nerves.

I was
pleased that it was Pike who entered and that he was early showed
he
was as diligent as was needed to succeed where many
failed.

Before I could properly greet him Pike said 'I came
like you asked.'

Looking up from the apparatus I was adjusting
I smiled at the young
apprentice and said 'Good morning
apprentice.'

Pike remembering protocol said 'Morning master,
' before bowing deeply to
which I bowed too and then he
continued 'anything for me to help with?'

'Yes there are
some components from Solace that I need you to fetch
for
me.'

'I've been working on a new potion and it seems the
store rooms don't have
the ingredients I need.'

'What are
they?'

'The first is a leafy plant called Wintergreen but I
also need some brown
mushrooms as well as the black and red
ones.'

'Yes master. Right away.'

Pike left quickly and
expecting him to be a while I set about brewing some
strong
coffee I'd acquired from a contact in the Pirate Isles. I'd
barely
finished my coffee when young Pike returned. I realised I
needed to find out
exactly how far advanced his training
was.

Taking the ingredients from Pike I continued 'Ahh well
done for finding
them. I hope it wasn't too much
trouble.'

'Not at all.'

Carefully I added the ingredients
to the flasks and muttered some arcane
incantation.

'Ahhh yes
that is just what I needed.'

'Good, anything else for me
master?'

'Now tell me what did they try to teach you in the
"school" you were at?'

'They taught spell after spell... and
taught little about the conclave.'

'So nothing of the moons
and how they influence the magic we use?'

'Moons can
influence magic?'

'Oh yes you should already be noticing how
the moons affect the spells you
cast.'

'Yes, I see moons one
way I cast easily and the next moon it doesnt.'

'Yes when
Lunitari is waxing and in High Sanction we find it easy to use
our
magic and the affect is stronger.'

Pike nodded

'But the
opposite is also true. When Lunitari is waning and in Low
Sanction
it is difficult to cast spells'

'So that is why it
is hard sometimes and easy others times. Thank you for
telling me
that master'

'There are said to be enemies of mages who can
also sense the phases of the
moon and they will only hunt us when
the moon is against us.'

'Like who?'

'Well Ive heard it
say that some rogues and even rangers can sense the
phases of the
moon but anyone outside can look up at the sky and determine
when
Lunitari is waxing and waning.'

'I have a present for you
but you have to look away.'

'Very well' and turned away
from Pike who then as quietly as he could called
forth a rose by
magic.

Turning back I was pleasantly surprised to see that he
had succeeded and
took the rose he offered saying 'That is most
impressive'

'I 'bought' it'

'I think a young lady would
better appreciate it?'

'True. So about moons do clerics get
affected as well?'

Versivius carefully put the rose in a vase
and chants a few arcane words
filling it with water

'No
luckily they do not get affected by the moons but if they stray
from the
path of their god they are forsaken.'

'The three
moons are physical incarnations of the gods that rule
magic.'

'Lunitari and?'

'the bright Solinari and the
dark Nuitari'

'ok.'

'It is said that only those who
follow Nuitari can ever feel what aspect he
is in but that is
enough about the moons for now.'

'What next
master?'

'It seems you have had a lot of practice before you
even got to the towers
but I see you need some decent
equipment.'

I reached into my money pouch and pulled out a few
steel pieces.

'For me?'

Carefully I weighed them before
handing them over to Pike.

'Too kind of you master'

Pike
put them in a safe place.

'Yes that should be enough to get
you some decent equipment for the next set
of errands I'll be
sending you on.'

'Thank you master'

'You'll need to
master the gate spell before you go on your next assignment
as it
is a long way you need to travel'

'That was one of my first
ones I have mastered.'

'I'm glad to hear that as it is the
most useful spell for a travelling
mage.'

'Yes'

'Now go
practice your spells young apprentice the sooner you have
mastered
them the sooner we can test you for your robes.'

Pike
bowed deeply and I returned his bow.

'Yes master' Pike said
as he left me to my work. 

Author:    Versivius     

Date:      Wed Jan 13 09:24:26 2010
Subject     In need
of a little rest and relaxation

I was sitting in my
office staring at the bare walls when it struck me. I
really
needed some time off from teaching the apprentices. They were
all
advancing well with the lessons I'd given them. There was one
who was still
too dependent on me and I'd need to get him to
realize he was capable of
greatness on his own or he wouldn't
survive the test of High Sorcery that he
was soon to face.

I'd
promised myself after my test of High Sorcery that I'd gather
things
from all corners of the world to decorate my room and
since my apprentices
where in the final part of their
preparation, now would be a good time.

I carefully read the
reports from our informants spread wide across the
lands of Krynn
and chose selected a few locations where there currently
wasn't
war brewing. Throwing the bits of paper with the names into a bag
I
chose one and stepped through a gate towards my
destination.

The sound of the waves breaking, the warm sunlight
on my face and the smell
of freshly brewed coffee greeted me as I
stepped out of the gate on the
idyllic island of Mithos.


Author:    Versivius      
Date:      Fri Jul 
2 12:56:40 2010
Subject     Inspiration born from
disapointment

After my first promising student had walked
out of the conclave after his
test and I was rather disheartened
by the whole experience. He was a fine
student who could have
been something more than just a mage. He hadn't even
spoken to me
about the reasons for him setting off and that is possibly
what
hurt most. I promised myself that I would not take another
apprentice.

Now five years later I felt the pull of a wild young
mage out there
somewhere, still young but with so much potential.
I realised they needed to
be found before the Black robes got
wind of their presence and sent a squad
of mages to bring them
back to the tower or burry them where they fell.

I remembered
fondly the first meeting I had with my Mistress. I know now
that
Meriele knew all along that I was a mage and the courage to admit
it to
her was what convinced her to be my Master.

It was time to
get over the dissapointments of the past and look to the
future.
I owed it not only to Meriele but to the conclave too.


Author:    Versivius      
Date:      Sun Jul 
4 08:32:25 2010
Subject     The Search Begins

The sense
of a new powerful mage out there kept pressing on my
senses,
tickling the back of my brain, the part that sizzles and
zings when you cast
a really big spell. I knew the only way to
stop the itch was to find the
source and bring them here for
training.

Despite the hour I headed off to the scryeing pool and
started the
meditation and cleansing process needed for the task
ahead. Without knowing
their name or even what they looked like I
knew it would take a while to
find them.

The first night of
scryeing was fruitless and I finally dragged myself off
to bed as
the sun rose. By midday the nagging itch was back again and
after
raiding the well stocked larder I headed back to the
scryeing pool to try
again.

It was dawn before I gave up again.
I still had no idea where they were or
who they were and so
decided a trip to the library would be needed for
research but
only after I got some sleep and my eyes stopped feeling like
the
Plains of Dust were lodged in them.

The hours spent in the
library were most frustrating but also instructive as
I finally
found a long forgotten text on the art of scryeing.
Deciphering
the originals writers codes and hand writing led me
to a series of
techniques I would require to complete the task at
hand.

Since i couldn't picture the person responsible for this
itch it was going
to require some dowsing to narrow down where
they were and then some leg
work to physically find them. Once
I'd found them I'd be able to use more
traditional scryeing
techniques to keep and eye on them and gauge if they
were ready
and suitable to join the conclave. 

Author:   
Versivius      
Date:      Tue Jul 13 17:48:22
2010
Subject     It's you!

Trying to dowse for a person
you don't know and the location any where on
Krynn proved more
trouble some that one would think. I'd start with the
large globe
the Library had and slowly turn it with the crystal
suspended
above the globe until the crystal started reacting.
This gave me a rough
area to look in and I then moved on to maps
drawn on velum to refine the
search.

It seemed my subject was
moving all the time. Just when I thought I'd
narrowed down the
search area it would move again. Today the crystal was
almost
erratic in its movements and I thought it was due to the high
volume
of traffic in and out of the library.

Getting up to go
and ask the librarian to please cordon off this part of
the
library I was really startled when the crystal started wildly
swinging
towards and approaching initiate and then on the top of
the swing the
crystal stopped and pointed straight at the
startled elf. Startled, because
I yelled in jubilation, "It's
you!" 

Author:    Versivius      
Date:      Sun
Sep  5 15:24:28 2010
Subject     Stinky green mist and not a
goblin in sight

There were few mysteries that didn't
intrigue me and despite my heavy
work load with apprentices at
the Tower of High Sorcery in Wayreth this was
one mystery I was
not going to ignore.

Looking at the jar of green sea water I had
collected from the Palanthas
docks I think back to the chance
meeting I had with the poor distraught
young lady on the
Palanthas docks.

It was only when she pointed out the stench
coming from the sea as well as
the green fog covering it and the
colour of the water that I noticed all
that. I'd been distracted
by the complete chaos of all the stalls, their
goods lying
everywhere and some of them still toppled over.

It seems the
strange mist had blown in, and along with it the strange
colour
to the sea, just after everyone had experienced a cold
shiver. Having been
in the city that morning, at the time she
said they felt the cold wind and
not having noticed any thing
strange in the city itself, I knew that this
was part of the
mystery and not unconnected as some would surmise.

I started the
process of alchemical analysis of the gas and water specimens
I
had collected and two sleepless days later thought I might have
my first
clues as to the real nature of this problem.


Author:    Versivius      
Date:      Mon Sep 
6 12:52:10 2010
Subject     It's smelly, its green but it's
just water.

I carefully wrote up what I knew about the
water and it's properties from
the extensive research Id
conducted over the last week and also kept in mind
the strange
note that had been delivered to me from an unknown source.

The
green in the water all though not magic definitely was created by
a
magical source. That took the longest to establish as their at
first seemed
no hint of magic but then I looked more closely for
signs of the water being
affected be magic.

The water was not
toxic unless ingested. My first few experiments on newt
and frogs
made me think it was but then I tested more thoroughly and
instead
of leaving them immersed in the water I just dipped them
then put them into
uncontaminated jars.

I then converted one of
the apprentices snake tanks, she seems to be
enamoured by be the
jungle pythons of Silvanos, into a semi-aquatic
environment with
water on two side of a dividing mound, the toxic water
from
Palanthas on one side and some clean sea water from the
western coast of
Qaulinost. Not surprisingly the crabs I put into
that container all stayed
in the clean sea water but seemed to
suffer no ill effect from being in a
confined space with the
stinky green water.

Now that I have all this information and the
information on the note I'm
ready to start my investigation out
side of the towers as I feel there is
little more I can learn
here. 

The Storytellers of Ansalon, The DragonLance MUD

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