An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Deviant.

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 book on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Deviant' scribed in brilliant purple ink.

Author:    Deviant        
Date:      Thu Dec 11
09:33:09 2008
Subject     The Knife of Dracart

Deviant
was talking a walk through a particular forest when suddenly
he
fell flat on his face. He looked back to find the unconscious
body of Khin
as the object of his fall. He snickered to himself
as he got up, and dusted
himself off. He walked towards Khin's
body and chuckled to himself. He was
about to reach for Khin's
pouch when he noticed a knife clenched in Khin's
fist. He grabbed
the dagger but it was clenched tightly. He pulled and
pulled to
no avail. Deviant finally placed his foot atop Khin's head as
to
acquire more leverage, and began to pull and pull, finally
wrestling the
dagger from Khin's grip. He looked at the blade for
a while and thought
"What an ugly looking blade" before
throwing the blade into the forest. He
then examined Khin's body
and shook his head "Always a drug addled fool", he
thought to
himself. He then relieved Khin of his coin pouch and tobacco,
and
walked off whistling after delivering a sound kick to his
ribs. 

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