Lords of Krynn (LOK) was a guild that I participated in during the ‘90s and into the early ‘00s and it started within AOL’s Neverwinter Nights (an SSI Gold Box DOS game taking place in Forgotten Realms), flowed over into Ultima Online, and eventually EverQuest. The guild was made up of fans of TSR’s Dragonlance series and during membership trials you had to talk about which books of the series you liked and why among other things.
The gaming community within AOL’s Neverwinter Nights was a very artistic group with in-game stories and general D&D fanfic abounding. People would write about their characters adventures during the week or write backgrounds as to the reasons behind guild vs guild battles.
Neverwinter Nights finally shut down in 1997. Ultima Online released on September 24, 1997. Sometime after I discovered that the guild had made the transition to Ultima Online. As we were still writing and posting stories I believe this was written to explain why my character had not made the transition with the Guildhouse. I’m not quite sure why I shoved Robin into Ravenloft, but it could be because I had just played through the 2 Ravenloft computer games - Strahd’s Possession and Stone Prophet.
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A meeting in which almost all of the Lords of Krynn are in attendance at the LOK Guildhouse is in session when one of the doors to the guildhouse is blown completely off its hinges. As the dust settles a cloaked and hooded traveller steps over the rubble as he enters the chamber. The room quiets as the stranger silently glides across the room to stand beside Lord Shirak. Lord Shirak, his hand on the pommel of his sword, is surprised to see the person before him.
“Lord Robin!?! When did you return? And what dark mood has set upon you?”
“I am Lord no more... As you know, over five years ago I left to find myself. I decided to travel to the Jungle of Chult and the second day I was there a strange mist rose up around me. Next I knew the jungles of Chult were no longer about me, but grassy hills rolled into the distance. Eventually I found that the natives called that place Ravenloft. In my wanderings in this place I had met a Knight of the Crown who told me that my village, just outside of Elmwood, had been destroyed by Father Chaos! I could not believe him, could not believe that my village had been destroyed.
“I trudged around on that dark world for five years until I found an exit. Thinking I was fairly safe, having battled some of the worst of the worst from Krynn, Torel, and Ravenloft, I thought nothing of entering the portal. After stepping through the portal I found myself facing a party of elves, dwarves, humans, orcs, and several creatures I had never seen before. Dazed from the portal and confused by the party before me cooperating, I almost failed to hear the whistle of a blade swinging towards me. I dove out of the way and heard several sizzling thumps like arrows make when they hit a fiery salamander. As I rolled and came up I heard a loud crack and an explosion, followed by the smell of burned ozone. I turned and faced a being more hideous than the fire elementals I had fought before. Eight legs and four arms it had, its torso was that of a man, but its head was like the head of a mangled mutt. Its teeth were the size of daggers and its eyes burned with an evil lust. Another one, charred and fried, lay dead behind it.
“I quickly cast a lightning bolt that simply made the monster howl in agony.* With that failure I recused myself from the fight and let the party I had faced before realizing my predicament deal with the demonic monstrosity. When they were finally finished they informed me of the demonic tanar’ri spyder-fiends they had just destroyed and asked for my help with their quest. They claimed Law and Chaos were fighting for some rod. Unfortunately I had to turn them down in order to complete my own quest. They pointed me on my way to where I might find help.
“My further travels to where I might find help informed me that I was upon Oerth. It took many a scribe and mage to track down the guildhouse as it seems to no longer be where it was?” Robin at last paused.
“Indeed,” stated Lord Shirak. “We discovered a new world in need of adventurers, so here we are.”
Everyone around the table lifted their mug or cup and shouted, “here, here!”