An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Bardal.

A little gully dwarf runs by and says 'Wordwrap 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 worn folio on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Bardal' scribed in dark blue ink.

Author:  Bardal
Date    Mon Aug 11 16:46:40 2003



Subject    Actura's Spellbook



Following the footsteps of his brother Luthien, young Bardal Evindel also
became an apprentice to Zanglero.

His first task, to master a spell of the Elven Mage Actura.  He entered the
Conclave library and slowly walked up the stairs, each footstep resounding
throughout the tower.

Shortly after, he reached the library and began his search for the spellbook. 
He found it, lying on a desk in the middle of the western room.

He looked around to see if anyone else was in the room, when he deemed it not
so, he sat down and began to turn through the pages, studying every word
within.  Finding a spell he thought he could handle.

He stood up, looked at the spell book, and uttered the words ' candussido
judifgz'.nothing happened, had he failed?

Just then he felt a blue glow emanate around him, what had just happened?  He
had enchanted himself, but what exactly did he enchant it with?  Excited that
he learned a spell he left the library in search of Zanglero then suddenly, , 
he fell down the stairwell and crashed into the room with Liam's spirit. 
"That's what it did" Bardal thought, realizing he had disenchanted himself,
removing his flight spell.  "At least now I can explain to everyone what it is
I learned."

He attempted to recast the spell, uttering the words 'candussido judifgz'.this
time nothing happened.  Really."Aww, guess it's back up to the library," 
Bardal entered the Scrying Room and went up the stairs again, grabbing the
spellbok and sitti He attempted to recast the spell, uttering the words
'candussido judifgz'.this time nothing happened.  Really."Aww, guess it's back
up to the library,"

Bardal entered the Scrying Room and went up the stairs again, grabbing the
spellbok and sitting at the desk, his studies starting all overagain.

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 sighs as he recants 'We saved 879 books from Ansalon from before the great Cataclysm through today.'