An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Gerrick.

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 giant book on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Gerrick' scribed in deep blue ink.

Author:    Gerrick        
Date:      Thu Aug 20 00:52:14
2009
Subject     gerricks begining

When I was a kid, I wasnt like the
other Silvenesti elves. I would spend
time with other races, as well as my own.
To me, I believe that the races of
Ansalon are equal in every way. For my
belief, I was shunned from the
forest. I never trusted elves after that. So I
then packed up my things and
headed for a new beginning. My first encounter with
magic was a day into my
travels. A knarl had attacked me in a cave. He clubbed
me in the arm,
disarming me. He came back for another swing and knocked me in
the head. I
was losing consciousness. All of a sudden a flash of lightning
erupted form
the darkest corner of the room. The lightning slammed into the
knarl,
electrocuting it. It collapsed onto the ground, dead. In my blurry
vision, I
saw a black robed mage. He picked me up from the ground and we fled.
Then I
lost consciousness. When I awoke, I was in Neraka, the mage standing
over
me. I then noticed that it was an adult Silvenesti. I recognized him
from
Silvanesti. I was surprised that he had helped me even though he knew who
I
was. I became trusting of this elf. He offered to teach me all he knew, and
I
accepted. The magic he taught me came to me easily, easier than most
people
would learn. I was always thirsty for more magic. He recommended that
I should
try for the conclave. He talked very highly of it. 

Author:   
Gerrick        
Date:      Wed Aug 26 02:26:34 2009
Subject    
gerrick's history

story + When I was a kid, I wasnt like the other
Silvenesti elves. I would spend time with other races, as well as my own. To me,
I believe 
story + that the races of Ansalon are equal in every way. For my
belief, I was shunned from the forest. I never trusted elves after that. So I

story + then packed up my things and headed for a new beginning. My first
encounter with magic was a day into my travels. A knarl had 
attacked me in a
cave. He clubbed me in the arm, disarming me. He came back for another swing and
knocked me in the head. I was 
story + attacked me in a cave. He clubbed me in
the arm, disarming me. He came back for another swing and knocked me in the
head. I was 
story + losing consciousness. All of a sudden a flash of lightning
erupted form the darkest corner of the room. The lightning slammed into 
story +
the knarl, electrocuting it. It collapsed onto the ground, dead. In my blurry
vision, I saw a black robed mage. He picked me up from the 
story + ground and
we fled. Then I lost consciousness. When I awoke, I was in Neraka, the mage
standing over me. I then noticed that it was an 
story + adult Silvenesti. I
recognized him from Silvanesti. I was surprised that he had helped me even
though he knew who I was. I became 
story + trusting of this elf. He offered to
teach me all he knew, and I accepted. The magic he taught me came to me easily,
easier than 
story + most people would learn. I was always thirsty for more
magic. He recommended that I should try for the conclave. He talked very highly
of it.

Author:    Gerrick        
Date:      Wed Aug 26
03:04:56 2009
Subject     gerrick's history

When I was a kid, I wasnt
like the other Silvenesti elves. I would spend time with other races, as well as
my own. To me, I believe 
that the races of Ansalon are equal in every way. For
my belief, I was shunned from the forest. I never trusted elves after that. So I

then packed up my things and headed for a new beginning. My first encounter
with magic was a day into my travels. A knarl had 
attacked me in a cave. He
clubbed me in the arm, disarming me. He came back for another swing and knocked
me in the head. I was 
losing consciousness. All of a sudden a flash of
lightning erupted form the darkest corner of the room. The lightning slammed
into 
the knarl, electrocuting it. It collapsed onto the ground, dead. In my
blurry vision, I saw a black robed mage. He picked me up from the 
ground and we
fled. Then I lost consciousness. When I awoke, I was in Neraka, the mage
standing over me. I then noticed that it was an 
adult Silvenesti. I recognized
him from Silvanesti. I was surprised that he had helped me even though he knew
who I was. I became 
trusting of this elf. He offered to teach me all he knew,
and I accepted. The magic he taught me came to me easily, easier than 
most
people would learn. I was always thirsty for more magic. He recommended that I
should try for the conclave. He talked very highly of it.

Author:   
Gerrick        
Date:      Thu Sep 10 07:22:59 2009
Subject    
Gerrick's Reincarnation

Gerrick's father was said to be born from the
god Solinesti, it was said
that Gerrick's family had powers. His father was the
town hero, so when
Gerrick was born everyone expected great things from him.
When Gerrick was
14, he had killed a Griffon with nothing but a dagger! People
had really
started to worship Gerrick when his dad died, Gerrick was only 16.
After his
dad's death, Gerrick was never the same. He did things he wasn't proud
of
like kill children and looting houses. Gerrick was thrown in jail, and was
to
remain there forever. Well five days he had been locked up, when
Gerrick's
shackles clicked open. At first he took it as an illusion, but it
wasn't he was
free. Gerrick ran from his town never to return. Gerrick knew
that he had just
witnessed some of powers his father always said the family
had. Gerrick is
looking for answers on this "gift" and how to improve them. 

Author: 
  Gerrick        
Date:      Fri Sep 11 17:22:10 2009
Subject    
Gerrick's new beginning

As a young boy, I've always found knowledge
gratifying. The more you
knew, the more powerful you'd become. Well one day I
was hunting in a forest
when I saw the most peculiar thing! It was a glowing orb
of light. Right of
the bat, I took it as an illusion, but then it started to
come closer and
closer. I ran fast back to the village, but all of a sudden I
couldn't see!
I ended running straight into a tree. I passed out after that.
When I awoke,
I was in a dungeon, and shackled to the wall. The smell of goblins
was thick
in the air. I tried to break free but it was no use. Then a goblin
came done
the stairs and stopped in front of me. The goblin wore long robes
that
dragged on the ground. He also carried a staff. Right then, I knew that
this
is the goblin that has been setting fires around the village. I gathered
all
my strength, and lunged forward, pushing off the wall. I ran straight
into
the shaman as I burst free from the shackles. The shaman being stunned,
I
bolted out of there, but not before grabbing the staff from the shaman. I
got
out and ran home. When I got there, people were muttering and pointing
at me in
awe. I looked at myself, and I was glowing. From that day forward,
I am devoted
to learn more about magic! 

Author:    Gerrick        
Date:   
  Fri Sep 18 05:43:55 2009
Subject     Gerrick's Disobedience

Meriele,
Gerrick's master, had told Gerrick to stay in the safety of the
wayreth tower.
After his last incident out, she didn't want him going out
again. "You need to
train more before you go out. Gerrick, you are too
inexperienced," she had said.
Gerrick knew there were dangerous things
outside the tower, but like everyone
youngin, he had to check to see what
was out there that was so dangerous.
Gerrick had heard roars of what sounded
like a beast. He needed to go check it
out. So Gerrick ignored Meriele words
and went into the beyond. At first
everything was fine, until the sun went
down; all sorts of noises could be
heard. Each and every one of them
frightened Gerrick. He tried to find his way
back to the tower, but he was
lost. Then all of a sudden there were rustling
leaves and snapping twigs
coming from the north. Then what sounded like a growl.
Gerrick tried to run
away from the creature, but found he couldn't avert its
gaze. It lunged at
Gerrick, but not before a bright light blinded everything in
the area. Then
Gerrick was grabbed by someone and transported. When Gerrick
regained his
sight, Meriele was standing in front of him hands on her hips and
shaking
her head no. Gerrick knew she was ashamed of him. Meriele then
punished
Gerrick for doing such a stupid thing. He was forced to clean out
the
stables. Gerrick grabbed the supplies and went to the stables. He
first
tended to grooming the horses, brushing and feeding them. Then it was
time
for the part Gerrick hated the most cleaning the feces. Gerrick grabbed
a
pooper scooper and started to clean it up, putting the turds in a
big
sanitation sack. Gerrick had to plug his nose the whole time. Gerrick was
up
late that night, he had learned his lesson big time. He would not leave
the
tower without permission. 

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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Astinus sighs as he recants 'We saved 869 books from Ansalon from before the great Cataclysm through today.'