An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Mystearica.

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 worn folio on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Mystearica' scribed in faded green ink.

Author:    Mystearica     
Date:      Mon Sep 15 18:31:44
2008
Subject     Mystearica's backstory

I was born in Qim Sudri, the
City of Stone. My father is silvanesti, and
basically left us when she was still
pregnant. I dont think he ever knew
that she was pregnant. I lived in that
desert city my whole life. When i got
older, my mother noticed my intelligence
and wisdom, along with my hardiness
and strength, and asked me if i wanted to
join the army. pushes a young
squire into the next room! I quickly agreed, i
didnt want to stay in that
town anymore than i had to. I was trained in the
intelligence division, my
first mission was to head out and find a powerful
artifact that had
supposedly resurfaced in a neighboring country. Me and a small
group of
troops headed out, only to find that it wasnt an artifact, it was an
army.
we were led straight into the front lines of the enemy army, who
was
"hiding" out in this area, waiting for an opportune time to strike.
I
immediately withdrew and took the troops back, and told my commanding
officer,
whom i had befriended. My commanding officer, Legretta, told me to
flee.
Apparently, I was wanted dead, and that she had already packed my
things in her
private quarters. she came back with them, along with some
fireld rations. I
quickly thanked her and left, hoping to one day repay her
somehow. I left and
lived with a friend of the family, who was a Magi in the
Conclave. Interested, I
asked if he could teach me the basics. He was old of
age, and died not six
months after agreeing to teach me. With incomplete
training, i headed out,
looking for another Magi.

I traveled long and hard, ending up in Palanthas. 

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