An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Gnorm.

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 small book on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Gnorm' scribed in dull green ink.

Author:    Gnorm          
Date:      Tue Feb 23
01:31:02 2010
Subject     Forsaken

Gnorm looked down at
his feet nervously shuffling them side to side
waiting for the
head minister's decision. Looking up nervously Gnorm chanced
a
peek over to the group of ministers and the head ministers. The
infectious
chatter had the whole room going everyone speculating
what the fate of Gnorm
would be. Noticing Gnorm's pleading look
one of the ministers shot him a
foul glare causing Gnorm to
quickly look back down at his ever moving feet
anticipation and
fear getting the best of him. After what seemed like an
eternity
a loud hammer banged down on the head ministers podium
(gnome
constructed of course, which cause the hammer to explode
quickly gaining
silence of the crowd). Rattled but calming acting
like the hammer was meant
to behave in such a manner the head
minister adjusted his wig and stood up
tall to speak.

"Gnorm,youhavebeenaccusedofunlawfulpracticeofinventionswithoutconsultinginyoursuperious,whichallinallleadtothedeathofyourassistant.youhavebeenjudgedfairlybyagroupofyourcollegesandwehavecometoadecision."
The
head minister quickly sucked in an enormous amount of air and
continued,
"youaretobebanishedfromthemountainandwillbetransferedtothedepartmentofreligionandmartialartsonthemainland.Youshallnoteverreturntothismountiantodosowillrenounceyourfamilynametoforeverbedisgraced."

The ministers face red from lack of air nodded as he sucked in
more air. Before Gnorm had a chance to defend himself he was
dragged away by his former friends and colleagues.
Gnorm quickly
open his mount and
yelled,
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!thisisnotfair.Itwasasimpledesignflaw,easilycanbemended!Ididntmeanforittohappen!"
Tears
streaking down his face Gnorm noticed his words were lost on
everyone as the roar of chatter overpowered his words. No one had
heard. No one cared.

Author:    Gnorm         

Date:      Mon Mar 29 18:58:15 2010
Subject     A monk
no more

I was meditating, deep in trance, when a loud
foul smelling man came
running into the room. I had been waiting
for over an hour, which wasn't a
problem, I needed to speak with
Majere about my deepest thoughts and
concerns anyways. but as it
stood I still needed to speak to the royal
advisor in palanthas.
There had been a noisy group of ruffians outside the
small temple
of majere, all of which disturbing the peace. Looking up a
the
filthy man, He seemed to be dressed in robes of a monk but
dirty, riped and
uncared for. looking at his face I recognized
him as one of the filthy
vagrants from outside the temple.
Cutting infront of the line the young
human yelled, obviously
drunk 'I want to start my own temple, I have a group
of people!
Let me do this please we are SMRT!'

Rolling his eyes the
advisor replied, 'Do as you please, Just get out of my
face!'


With a stupid grin from ear to ear the young man turned and
started to run
out of the building. I blocked his way. What this
dumb fool was requesting
was sacrilegious, blaspheme. No monk
would do that. Looking up at the filty
man I spoke calmly, 'I
renounce you from the order of monk. As Majere as my
witness, you
are now an outcast from the order of the monk and are nothing
but
a simple street thug.' 

Looking down at me with the dumbest
look I had actually seen he replied in
utter confusion,
'Bullshit!' 

Continuing where he had cut me off, 'Your
intentions to start your own cult
is sacrilegious. Begone little
man. You are not welcome.' And with that I
turned around and
walked away. not intrested in anything else the imposter
monk had
to say. 

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 mentions 'We have had over 868 storytellers on Ansalon pen their epic stories here for all to read.'