An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Dindom.

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 an elegant book bound in elf-skin on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Dindom' scribed in earth-colored grey ink.

Author:    Dindom         
Date:      Fri Jun 19
01:25:18 2009
Subject     Another kender in the city

So
here I am, right? Just wandering around town, nothing really to
do
except enjoy the nice weather and suck on mah pipe! And of
course there are
kender everywhere, little things are like rats!
They get underfoot and trip
you up and leave you homeless.
Anyway, I bend over to pick up what seemed to
be a Doll that had
all it's stuffing taken out.... just as I bend over, I
recieved a
swift kick in mah rear and fell to the ground. After I come to
my
senses, I notice a kender in the place of where I used to be.
He's laughing
at me and on his belt lies my money pouch. "What
the Blazing Majere? Give
that back 'efore I feed you to the
lions!" "Never! You have a fat face....
fat face!". And with
that, the kender ran off. After a brief pursuit around
town, He
ended up with my daggers in his back (which then went back into
my
sheath). I asked the local Quest Master for a pardon, and
after eating a
piece of paper, he said "You are now pardoned for
your crimes" Anyway, I
went downstairs back to the scene and I
rummaged through Rurik's belongings,
wondering what could
compensate me for the cost of my Pardon. I decided a
nice shiny
lantern. After leaving the scene of the crime (for which I am
now
pardoned), it wasn't long before I noticed the same kender
harassing me
again and again. It was a long game of cat and mouse
between him and I. He
got the upper hand a couple times but in
the end, I couldn't catch the quick
little Kender.


Dindom

(ooc: 1. story format turns stories into walls of
text? 2. He tried to steal from me - I killed him - he chased me
- I chased him - no one died again.
and also, he broke his 24
hour protection by attacking me)

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.'