An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Kalawax.

A little gully dwarf runs by and says 'Wordwrap is at 65. You change? 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 small book on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Kalawax' scribed in light purple ink.

Author:    Kalawax        
Date:      Sun Mar  8 20:59:40 2009
Subject     A hard road.

Deep within Thorbardin Kalaman was working in his chamber one
late night,
when one of his experiments went wrong. His work was on a new
being to help
him in his work, yet someone else was in his chamber. Many with
in the
thiewar tunnels knew what kalaman was capable of doing many saw
there chance
to be rid of this problem and placed items among his work station
filled
with plague and other vile sickness . With out thinking he
reached into his
components for what he needed in his work. As the night went on
more and
more he grew weaker and he felt as if he was on fire. After he
finally
finished his work an his humoncial was finished slowly fell to
the floor of
his work shop with a burning fever. He started seeing many things
though a
fever dream that took him and he curse and screamed as the
sickness took
him. With his last breath he swear to any god who would hear him
to give him
life to finish his work. One god answered him, one god who told
him what
must be done and how he can live if he pledged his life to his
way. With out
a thought he swear his life to live. 

Author:    Kalawax        
Date:      Fri Mar 13 17:25:06 2009
Subject     Growing fear's 

Deep in the thiewar section of Thorbardin Kalawax moves back and
froth in his small chamber he claimed as his own personal study.
Slowly he paced back and forth on the glass like floor. " This is
taken too long , No no i mustn't rush cant let them know. yes let
them know" back and forth he argued with him self.
Slowly he stops and a grin slowly forms on his face." yes yes
this will do nicely." Slowly he gathers papers and stuff from his
chamber. Opening the door he moves with out thought or plan down
along the dark streets.
Slowly he opens the door to another building and slowly walks in.
There before him a group of Thiewar talking among them self.
Slowly he makes his way among the other who nod and him .
" It nice to see you finally came to the meeting Kalawax, have
you plan on aiding on are plans to be rid of the Hylar finally?"
An elder Thiewar says softly. " You can say that i have, what are
the plans father?"
Kalawax grinned at his father who grinned at the rest of the
group before he talked again.  Long into the night the group
talked back and forth slolwy let things slip about there plans to
him. 
 
As the meeting grew to a close Kalawax  moved back along the
street moving deeper into the darkness of section of his own
chambers. Softly he whispered a prayer to his god that the plans
have started and soon his will would be spread.

The Storytellers of Ansalon, The DragonLance MUD

Astinus points to the massive wall of books behind him and bids you to make a selection.

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Astinus mentions 'We have had over 890 storytellers on Ansalon pen their epic stories here for all to read.'