An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Zielna.

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 private journal on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Zielna' scribed in earth-colored yellow ink.

Author:    Zielna         
Date:      Sat Aug 28 13:26:28 2010
Subject     Green Sea

It started like any other day for Zielna. She went out, foraged
for
supplies and returned to her home. Then the unusual happened. The
lines she
had dropped into the water to catch fish had nothing on them. She
dove into
the water to investigate, but came up empty handed. Shaking her
head, she
swam a bit farther, noticing that the sea life had seemed to
evaporate from
sight. 

She returned to her home just outside of Palanthas and packed up
what she
had managed to gather and started toward the city to sell the
foodstuffs to
the locals. Along the way, she heard the talk of the strange
green that
seemed to settle over the coastline and the damage that had been
done to the
docks. Curious, she decided to take a look and see for herself.

She was startled at the amount of damage to the docks. She
dropped her packs
in a safe place and slipped off the docks, swimming under them to
look for
more damage. Luckily nothing under the water had been harmed, as
far as she
could tell, but still the sight of no fish worried her. Pulling
herself back
up from the water, she carefully wandered the streets, listening
for more
about the strange happening. 

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