An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Runa.

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 pamphlet on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Runa' scribed in vibrant brown ink.

Author:    Runa           
Date:      Fri Nov  7 11:14:41 2025
Subject     Background Story: Runa Doomflame, Ogre Battlemage

Runa was born among the Kalogh ogres, in the shadow of ancient ruins her
people barely remembered how to build. Her tribe believed strength came only
from brute force, and her early life was marked by beatings meant to toughen
her and fights meant to break her will. Instead, the abuse awakened
something elsea hunger for power that muscle alone could not give.

As a youngling, Runa discovered a half-buried chamber carved with sigils
older than human memory. These symbols belonged to the Ogre Magi of High
Ogre days, the lost empire her kind spoke of only in drunken boasts. Most
ogres were too dull to see meaning in the ancient runes, but Runa felt them
burn inside her mind. She stole every shard of knowledge she could pry from
the ruins, hiding what shed learned to avoid being killed as an arcanist or
weakling.

When her tribes chieftain learned of her magical talent, he tried to have
her executed to prevent corruption. Runa answered with fire and storm. The
tribes encampment burned for three days, and when the smoke cleared, she
walked away alonescarred, exiled, and free.

She wandered the ogre nations, learning forbidden magic from ruined temples,
mad hermits, and the few surviving ogre shamans who still remembered
fragments of the old High Ogre spell-tongue. The magic she found was brutal,
primal, and taxingyet it felt right, as if her blood remembered it.

Runas power grew, but so did her ambition. She came to believe the ogre race
had fallen because they abandoned the arcane arts that once made them the
rulers of Krynn. She sees herself not just as a warrior or a sorceress, but
as the beginning of a new High Ogre revival. If she must carve her peoples
rebirth out of bone and fire, so be it.

Some ogres whisper she is mad. Some call her a heretic. But a fewjust a
fewcall her SarthakMora, The Flame of Restoration.

And Runa intends to make that prophecy real, even if she must set half of
Ansalon ablaze to do it.

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 893 storytellers on Ansalon pen their epic stories here for all to read.'