An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Kalawax.

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 heavy leather-bound book on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Kalawax' scribed in glowing grey ink.

Author:    Kalawax        
Date:      Sun Mar  8 20:59:40
2009
Subject     A hard road.

Deep within Thorbardin Kalaman was
working in his chamber one late night,
when one of his experiments went wrong.
His work was on a new being to help
him in his work, yet someone else was in his
chamber. Many with in the
thiewar tunnels knew what kalaman was capable of doing
many saw there chance
to be rid of this problem and placed items among his work
station filled
with plague and other vile sickness . With out thinking he
reached into his
components for what he needed in his work. As the night went on
more and
more he grew weaker and he felt as if he was on fire. After he
finally
finished his work an his humoncial was finished slowly fell to the floor
of
his work shop with a burning fever. He started seeing many things though
a
fever dream that took him and he curse and screamed as the sickness took
him.
With his last breath he swear to any god who would hear him to give him
life to
finish his work. One god answered him, one god who told him what
must be done
and how he can live if he pledged his life to his way. With out
a thought he
swear his life to live. 

Author:    Kalawax        
Date:     
Fri Mar 13 17:25:06 2009
Subject     Growing fear's 

Deep in the
thiewar section of Thorbardin Kalawax moves back and froth in his small chamber
he claimed as his own personal study.
Slowly he paced back and forth on the
glass like floor. " This is taken too long , No no i mustn't rush cant let them
know. yes let them know" back and forth he argued with him self.
Slowly he stops
and a grin slowly forms on his face." yes yes this will do nicely." Slowly he
gathers papers and stuff from his chamber. Opening the door he moves with out
thought or plan down along the dark streets.
Slowly he opens the door to another
building and slowly walks in. There before him a group of Thiewar talking among
them self. Slowly he makes his way among the other who nod and him .
" It nice
to see you finally came to the meeting Kalawax, have you plan on aiding on are
plans to be rid of the Hylar finally?" An elder Thiewar says softly. " You can
say that i have, what are the plans father?"
Kalawax grinned at his father who
grinned at the rest of the group before he talked again.  Long into the night
the group talked back and forth slolwy let things slip about there plans to him.

 
As the meeting grew to a close Kalawax  moved back along the street moving
deeper into the darkness of section of his own chambers. Softly he whispered a
prayer to his god that the plans have started and soon his will would be
spread.

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.'