An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Mystearica.

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 small leaflet on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Mystearica' scribed in glowing orange ink.

Author:    Mystearica     
Date:      Mon Sep 15 18:31:44 2008
Subject     Mystearica's backstory

I was born in Qim Sudri, the City of Stone. My father is silvanesti, and
basically left us when she was still pregnant. I dont think he ever knew
that she was pregnant. I lived in that desert city my whole life. When i got
older, my mother noticed my intelligence and wisdom, along with my hardiness
and strength, and asked me if i wanted to join the army. pushes a young
squire into the next room! I quickly agreed, i didnt want to stay in that
town anymore than i had to. I was trained in the intelligence division, my
first mission was to head out and find a powerful artifact that had
supposedly resurfaced in a neighboring country. Me and a small group of
troops headed out, only to find that it wasnt an artifact, it was an army.
we were led straight into the front lines of the enemy army, who was
"hiding" out in this area, waiting for an opportune time to strike. I
immediately withdrew and took the troops back, and told my commanding
officer, whom i had befriended. My commanding officer, Legretta, told me to
flee. Apparently, I was wanted dead, and that she had already packed my
things in her private quarters. she came back with them, along with some
fireld rations. I quickly thanked her and left, hoping to one day repay her
somehow. I left and lived with a friend of the family, who was a Magi in the
Conclave. Interested, I asked if he could teach me the basics. He was old of
age, and died not six months after agreeing to teach me. With incomplete
training, i headed out, looking for another Magi.

I traveled long and hard, ending up in Palanthas. 

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