An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Denubis.

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 beautiful hard bound book on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Denubis' scribed in vibrant grey ink.

Author:    Denubis        
Date:      Tue Jul 17
12:11:12 2007
Subject     Healing

Mediating with in the
temple of the goddess Mishakal the young priest to
be know as
Denubis gives his prayers to the healing goddess.  The
light
fragrance of oils and incense being burned to allow one to
reach there inter
peace fills the room.  When the soft sound of
foot steps awoke the young
priest from his mediation.  Turning
softly to see who enter the inter part
of the temple Denubis was
surprised at first to see a women of great beauty
that his mouth
was left half open frozen in halfway forming words.  The
Young
women smiled and moved to bow her head before the shrine and took
her
seat next to him.  " Hello young Priest."  She said in a
voice like none he
had heard, yet as if he knew it.  " Greeting
Madame may Mishakal watch over
you."  He said softly barley over
a whisper.  A smile played on the lips of
the women and she
nodded.  " I pray she watches over the rest of the world
with the
warning of a war.  The sickness and suffering that is to unfold."

She said softly " Yet i am sure that her Priest and priestess
with come
forth and aid the people and save them from Morgion own
sickness he is to
surly spread in this.  TO be hear hand" she
stops and looks at Denubis and
smiles.  He Thinks as she speaks
to him and nods.  " Yes i see to be hear
healing hand in this to
aid the races in there suffering."  He says as if
thinking of
more then she had said.  She smiles and nods.  " yes Her
healing
hand in this, Excuse me Priest for i most go there is
others whom i must
visit this day.  May Mishakal Love fill you." 
The young women says as she
departs from the small room leaving
Denubis to his thoughts and wonderment
into it.  When he finally
realized she had departed only then did he nod and
stood.  " Yes
her healing hand to battle the sickness and suffering to aid
the
world, and to stop the sick one."  He turns back to the shrine
and
closes his eyes to prayer once more.  

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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