An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Imadra.

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 leather bound tome on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Imadra' scribed in burnt brown ink.

Author:    Imadra         
Date:      Thu Mar  4 16:56:50 2010
Subject     There's a time for everything...

The room just didn't smell that good...or maybe it was the people in the
room. Imadra walked quietly down the steps of the house south of Palanthas,
turning up her nose at the smell coming from, pretty much, most of the
patrons. The girls, both serving and 'other', also had an odor to them. 

To combat the assault on her nose, Imadra turned around and returned to her
room upstairs. She quickly put on clothing so that she could venture outside
the house and made her way back down the stairs. The house matron met her on
the porch outside the house. "Where do you go, Imadra?" she asked, seeing
the garmets on her old friend. Imadra turned back to the matron. "I tire of
this place, Syrra. We do the same things every day...regardless of the
'freshness' of them. I want to find a new adventure...something more
tailored to me. I want to find..." she said, trailing off as Syrra waved her
hand. "You want to find another of the waves," Syrra interrupted. Imadra
laughed. "You know, perhaps I do, but I will never know if I continue to
stay here," came Imadra's reply. Syrra nodded, returning to the entrance of
the house. She stopped, turning only her head. "You know you have a place to
return to here. If things turn out different than that you want...I'll keep
the room open for you." Imadra nodded, heading toward Palanthas. 

A few days later, Imadra returned to the house, her garmets travel stained
and dirty. Syrra smiled at her friend, motioning Imadra into a private
chamber near the bar. Imadra joined Syrra there, relating the tales of her
trip. She finished the tale with only the words..."If I've peaked his
interest, he'll be drawn here. It will be then that I see IF I made the
right choice." 

Author:    Imadra         
Date:      Thu Mar  4 17:02:21 2010
Subject     And interest is peaked

She sat, watching the interactions of the people in the house with little
interest...until a stranger entered and she heard him reference meeting
someone. Imadra looked up, seeing the man for the first time. She looked him
over with a smile. She had managed to peak his interest with her note...and
he had traveled out of the safety of Palanthas to see her. 

She spoke with him, letting him judge for himself to see if he was
interested. Yet in the end, he did follow her. 

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 878 books from Ansalon from before the great Cataclysm through today.'