An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Bishope.

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 journal on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Bishope' scribed in unearthly green ink.

Author:    Bishope        
Date:      Tue Jul  8 22:54:56 2008
Subject     Fate

It is 0:30, Day of Night's Eye, 8th the Month of Winter Deep.

I have traveled far from my home in Silvanesti for this. I relied on no maps
to lead me to my destination, only the compass, an heirloom passed down
through my family since the age of might. The elders bestowed it upon me so
that it would guide me, the first born of my family, towards a fate
designated by the Lord God Eli. As I look down upon his vast city, Grand
Palanthas, I know where my calling lies. My ancestors fought for this land.
They now request that i protect it just as they once did. 


Bishope 

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.'