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 80. 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 leather bound tome with glowing glyphs on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Deviant' scribed in faded grey 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.'