An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Wake.

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 gorgious hardback on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Wake' scribed in unearthly brown ink.

Author:    Wake           
Date:      Fri Sep 29 02:23:55 2006
Subject  Silvanos on - Wake's history



A bright light entered Wake's Prayer Room, as he knelt upon a thick down
pillows, praying to Solinari for guidance.

The light explodes quietly and suddenly, before Wake now stands be the God
of Good Magic, Solinari.  "Rise Wake, you honor me. Im glad to see that
Silvanesti have kept the art alive here, the rest of Krynn has not seen
hide nore hair of my magi in years...Wake i have a request for you, should
you choose to accept it."

"Of course sire, anything you wish will be done" Wake kept his head
bowed his legs trembled.

"Leave Silvanesti, Be strong and journey to Wyrath in the east and begin
your studies in the Towers. I will guide you to revitalize the White Robes,
and the Magic of good Wake. Do you understand ?"

Wake nodded solomnly, stood, then looked up at the God "I wont let
anything stand in my way Sire". Solinari held out his hands "I have
something for you Wake. Take this crest to Wyrath, consider it your
admission."

As soon as Wake placed the crest around his finger Solinari had vanished.
There was no trace of his being but the crest,  
"Please Hasten to Wyrath Wake..." The voice echoed in his head.

Wake Escu

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.'