The Great Library of Palanthas
An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.
Stories of Ansalon from the view of Quanlin.
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 dirty book showing much wear on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Quanlin' scribed in light grey ink.
Author: Quanlin Date Sat Aug 6 22:54:27 2005 Stamp 1123386867 Subject beginnings
The eldest of three sisters, Quanlin, has spent much of her time caring for others. Before Quanlin had come of age her parents had disappeared and she had to raise her sisters alone. Many her age had gone in search of exitement and adventure yet Quanlin felt rooted in Kendermore. She feels everything deeply, and tends to grow attached to things. This quality was not at all common in Kendermore and she felt out of place. Quanlin also liked to spend her time with the oldest kender she knew because they always had great stories. Quanlin loves older kender because they are filled with experience and wisdom. Quanlin learned about the gods from one of the oldest kender in Kendermore. Zivilyn caught her attention immediately. She has always had the inner struggle of wanting to adventure and also wanting to gain wisdom and be true to her heart. The idea that you can grow wise and be rooted like a tree intrigued her. Quanlin believes that Zivilyn is the reason her life has gone so well. She learned as much as she could and decided to improve her relationship with Zivilyn by traveling to his temple and seeking guidance from other clerics. Many before her have wandered off yet she has always faught the urge because her heart told her to stay rooted. With her sisters grown and a goal to be reached she just had to figure out how to get there. She had to maintain balance between the desire adventure and being rooted. An old priest by the name of Kildamin came to her house and knocked on the door so loud with his cane that it cracked the door. Quanlin opened the door and greeted him "you know you don't have to.." "KNOCK, yes I know your fooish rules," he replied as he pushed his way in the house. "It seems your sisters have left Kendermore as you dwell here alone" he eyed her intently. "I have decided to travel to Solace to seek Zivilyn's temple" she replied not looking him in the eye. "Glad to see your not planning on staying a heathen, I have made arrangements for you to travel out of the city" he continued. "Tinytot came for a visit again and has agreed to take you with him." "But that crazy gnome will have killed before I make it to Solace" she shouted angry that he, a human who was cared only for controlling people and money, was trying to control her. "He is traveling to Solace in his flying machine and thought you would enjoy then view from above." Quanlin stared off into space dreaming about what it would be like to fly. [to be continued]
Author: Quanlin Date Fri Aug 12 19:22:48 2005 Stamp 1123892568 Subject in flight I
"Hello my name is Quanlin and it has been brought to my attention that at least one person got interested in my story. It was left unfinished due to content that really needs to come from the kenders mouth." "After meeting with Kildamin I left to go see the flying machine. Other kender that lived nearby did whatever Kildamin told them, I never trusted him. However, Kildamin did have knack for finding an adventure even if it was to get kender out of the way." "I always liked Tinytot even though I knew it was as equally likely that he drop me in the Blood Sea as it was in Solace. I had to be sure that Tinytot had not been paid to get rid of me for good. I knew Kildamin would like me dead since I always point out how his plots benefit mostly himself." "As I approached the machine, I hid and watched him hoping to learn how it worked. I could see Tinytot in front of his machine, I doubted that it would even fly. It was just a large basket with strings and ropes attached to a large round thing with a hole in it. There was wire netting around the whole, probably nothing interesting anyway, that is how i got this cut on my hand. I almost got to see bone but the blood was flowing rather quickly so I healed it until the wound closed." "Tinytot was humming quietly to himself while attaching hundreds of different color ribbons on the machine. I was amazed by how much the ribbons, which obviously could not help it fly, made it look presentable. I especially liked the yellow and puple ribbons together. Some day I would like to have a yellow and purple bed, with yellow pillows and a purple curtain. The bed would have to be bouncy too." She notices you losing your attention. "I will finish my story later" [to be continued]
Author: Quanlin Date Sat Oct 1 14:44:40 2005 Subject in flight II
"I am glad you came back to hear more of my story." Quanlin reaches in a pouch hidden in her tunic and pulls out a purple and yellow cloth. "This came from the flying machine." "As you might have guessed, my interest in adventure outweighed my fear of a crazy gnome. After a few minutes of watching Tinytot my attention was drawn to the flying machine and I was no longer hidden from sight." "HelloQuanlinIhaveagreedtotakeyoutoSolacebutIhavetoleaveinacoupleofhours," the gnome continuued setting up the machine. "Since I was sure that getting information from him would be hard at the rate at which he spoke, I agreed to help him hoping to figure out more about the machine." She continues fiddling with the cloth as she notices you fading off. "We completed setting up the machine fairly quickly with nothing exciting except for my hand injury. By the time we were ready to go I was about to get some food for the journey but I realized the villagers all came. There was a huge crowd of people each with gifts of food, well one gift looked like food but it tasted more like a tree, why anyone would disguise wood as apples I do not know. The basket was very full, so i began eating to lighten the load." "Readytogoyoungkender" the gnome said handing a rope to me which was tied to a large wooden post, "pullthiswhenIsaygo." "So naturally I pulled the rope." "NoyouweresupposedtowaituntilIsaidgo" he shouted. I replied, "I clearly remember the last word you said was go." "NotthefirsttimeIsayitbutwhenIwantyoutopullit" he retorted. "Well if you wanted me to pull after the second time, you should have made that clear." She continues to play with the cloth, "oh, that reminds me this cloth did have a purpose, it seems that as the big round thing pulled us into the air but could not be steered. So pieces of cloth were tied to it to function like sails do on a boat. Tinytot could control the sails from inside the basket." "The sails seemed to work fine until we were nearly in Solace, and we started having trouble controlling the direction of flight. As soon as the sails were set proberly the wind would spin us round and round." She begins spinning around until she loses balance and falls at your feet. [to be continued]
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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