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Welcome to Aisiele/Whitelight Journals (Ansalon.net)!

Aisiele/Whitelight Journals (Ansalon.net) is an In-Character or role-playing blog for the Aisiele and Whitelight family-clans in Ansalon.net MUD. Ansalon.net MUD is an online Dungeons & Dragons game heavily based on its most popular campaign universe, DragonLance.

There is a suffix or a tag in this blog's title, as this was not the first of its kind. When Richard Garriott's Tabula Rasa was still online, there also was an Aisiele/Whitelight Journals (Tabula Rasa) blog. The family-clans Aisiele and Whitelight spans many worlds, from fanfiction to original creations.

Some characters travel between these worlds and usually don't retain any memories; or they're either of similar names only or a parallel world counterpart. This information is rarely included in my stories mainly because of Copyright related issues. Thus, there are only hints or open-ended character origins.

Why do I do this? Because I love the idea that characters can travel between different worlds or universes. Are my characters interworld travellers? I do not know. If it is unclear or open-ended to you, it is the same with me. Yes, you've heard this a lot, but authors really doesn't know unless it has been published it, which makes it canon/official.

I hope you'll join the travels of my characters in Ansalon.net MUD and enjoy their stories. Oh, of course, you are free to join in, the game is free, lightweight, and we have a very active and fun community. Simply visit Ansalon.net.

Most Read Stories

An Encounter…

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Sitting under the shade of a lonely oak tree in the middle of a vast farm, Amyrei observed how lovely this day was. The sun high up shining on the crops while the farmers patiently provided life giving water to the growing produce. Ordinary people. Men, women, and children, simply living the lives given to them. The embrace of the oak tree's shadows made her relax and closed her eyes. She listened as the birds sing and the leaves played its music as it moves through the soft breeze of the cool wind.
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In Defense

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Homes of families simply living their lives were burning left and right. Little children were running with their mothers already burdened by babes and things she can take with them. She sneaked from one house to another, saving men, women, and children trapped. When she got inside one house that has barely a scorched from fire, what assaulted her sight was a mutilated family, even a little kid dead while holding a bread knife. She took the knife from the kid and arranged his body as if he was sleeping. As she looked around, on the far corner lies the kid's father, on top of what looked to be a Solamnic soldier. I only hope that he was not a knight, she thought to herself as she pulled the father and laid him beside his son. Then she took the body of the Solamnic and placed him on the right of the kid's father. Seeing that there were no other bodies and sensing that there was no immediate danger, she took her war flute and played a soft music for the dead. The sound was
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Uth Paranaith

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How long has it been? She thought. It has been some time since she entered the infamous evil capital city of Neraka, bastion of the Dragonarmy, and if rumours were true, there were honourable changes sweeping through their ranks. "Hah! As if that will ever happen," she whispered to herself. "Honourable and Dragonarmy are a contradiction."
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Character: Amyrei Whitelight Aisiele

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She does not know where she came from, all that she remembers was how the mother she had known told her, on her deathbed, that she's not of her blood, that she came from the Whitelight family-clan, a long line of noble families, forgotten, and hidden. After she passed, she left the family she grew up with, to fulfill her dreams of seeing the world and to search for her past.
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