An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Kryonara.

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 leaflet on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Kryonara' scribed in earth-colored green ink.

Author:    Kryonara       
Date:      Fri Jun  5
18:24:33 2009
Subject     A New Beginning

After many
years he was returning to his city of birth, Solace. The
many
years travelling with his parents, although letting him
learn about foreign
countries and cultures, had left a large gap
in the studies of his true
calling. He'd hated the endless weeks
cooped up in a city while his father
made deals and argued policy
with his human counter parts.

He remembered the early years as
the son of a Noble, a low level diplomat
not yet distinguished
enough to deal with the Capitals, visiting other
nobles he was
always allowed to go where he pleased and when in castles or
on
estates spent a lot of time with the woodsmen and hunters that
patrolled
the estates and put fresh meat on the feast tables.


As his fathers eminence as a diplomat grew he was more often
posted to large
cities. In contrast to the wonderful time he
enjoyed when in the country
side human cities where the bane of
his existence. Thousands of people
packed closely together never
venturing out into the wilderness beyond.
Often the nearest piece
of natural land was days of travel through farm
land.

And so as
his father received news that once again he was to be posted to
a
large city to over see trade negotiations Kryonara decided it
was time to
head of on his own and seek his own destiny. He
declared to his parents that
he was going home to Solace
where he would forge his own destiny.

And so he found himself in
Solace his home town and yet foreign to him. He
was
determined to make it own his own without the help of his father
or the
family name and so stayed out of the political arena but
did sign up to help
the town watch. 

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