An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Aric.

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 massive tome lined with fake jewels on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Aric' scribed in faded white ink.

Author:    Aric           
Date:      Mon Feb 18 23:32:19 2008
Subject     In the beginning

Korrith of the Silvanesti elves was a cleric of Majere who
traveled
around healing and where it was needed staying a few days to
preach
One day on his way to Solace he came across a young human woman
who
had taken a black bolt through, her right shoulder.

After removing the bolt and praying to Majere to heal her, she
introduced herself as Ellyana, he could tell that she was a
ranger
from her clothing and gear. During his time in Solace he would
visit
with her whenever he could but he never asked about what happened
in
the woods the day they met. They fell in love, got married, and
had
one son that they named Aric after Ellyanas father.

Aric learned how to become a ranger from his mom and respect for
the
gods from his dad. When Aric was eight winters old he overheard
his
mom talking to his dad.

"I have kept this a secret for too long now and I think you
deserve to
know the truth my father was a Solamnic Knight who was
assassinated by
a knight of Takhisis. I fled and joined the Wildrunners where I
learned about the forest and what it means to be a ranger. My
commanding officer ordered my squad to reinforce one of the keeps
in
the area but we were ambushed on the way there.

I was shot while escaping and crawled into some brush before
blacking
out, when I awoke you were healing me.

I don't know if the two incidents are related or if it was just
ill
luck but I felt you should know."

Aric neither saw nor heard anything after that and went down to
the
forest floor to think.

When he turned of age his father gave him a sword.

Korrith pointed at the dark brown hilt "this represents the
earth" his
finger moved to the twin green vines intertwined together making
up
the handle "growth" then the golden sun on the pommel "light."

"My father gave this to me before I joined the holy order.

He told me that what it means is we are all born of the earth and
as
we grow no matter how a life may twist or turn the ever present
light
is there to guide and watch over you."

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