An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Marrock.

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 worn tome on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Marrock' scribed in green ink.

Author:    Marrock        
Date:      Thu Jun 17
18:45:49 2010
Subject     Staring at the sea

I sat on
the cliffs again this morning staring north out over what
should
be mine but I knew I'd never be able to claim it. It had
been taken from our
family many generations ago and would never
be returned but like all the
first born I'd learned the linage
that we belonged to by wrote.

No one outside our family knew of
our linage, very few cared for the Knights
of Solamnia here in
the dessert, where we had been forced to make our home
after the
cataclysm. In Tarsis the knights where hated and some say
hunted
for their roll in bring about the cataclysm. 

I would
never be a Lord as I had no lands but by Habbakuk I would go
and
serve as a Knight of Solamnia like so many of my ancestors
had and I knew I
would not let them down.

Casting one last stone
off the cliff into the sea below I turned my back on
the sea that
had swallowed my birthright and set off to tell my parents of
my
decision. 

Author:    Marrock        
Date:     
Sun Jun 20 20:45:43 2010
Subject     Mugged while
sparring

I'd set out from home having spoken to my
parents about it. My father
refused to give me his blessing to
join the Knighthood. He felt they had
failed us all and brought
apon the cataclysm that had stolen our home land
from us. 

I
made my way to Solace and found a weapons master there who was
willing to
help train me. We were working in unarmed combat late
last night when I lost
consciousness. I've just awoken now with a
terrible headache and noticed
someone has robbed me. Well both of
us to tell the truth. Seems Solace isn't
as safe as I thought it
was. 

Author:    Marrock        
Date:      Sun
Jun 20 21:22:25 2010
Subject     Mugged while
sparring

I'd set out from home having spoken to my
parents about it. My father
refused to give me his blessing to
join the Knighthood. He felt they had
failed us all and brought
apon the cataclysm that had stolen our home land
from us. 

I
made my way to Solace and found a weapons master there who was
willing to
help train me. We were working in unarmed combat late
last night when I lost
consciousness. I've just awoken now with a
terrible headache and noticed
someone has robbed me. Well both of
us to tell the truth.

As I frantically searched through my bags
I realised the potions of
Sanctuary I'd recently baught and the
oil for my lanterns was among the
things that had been taken. 

I
realised I'd definately need to find somewhere safer to train and
I needed
to improve my sense of awareness so that no one could
sneak up on me like
that again. 

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 869 storytellers on Ansalon pen their epic stories here for all to read.'