An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Seifer.

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 an enormous book on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Seifer' scribed in unearthly purple ink.

Author:    Seifer         
Date:      Thu Feb 21 10:15:45
2013
Subject     The mystery of the history of Seifer

Seifer
Kutherland grew up in a family of privelege. He saw many
advantages come his way
early in life as his family's estate sat atop the
nicest street in Neraka. Early
in life his interest in fighting and
swordplay was apparent but it wasn't until
his teenage years that he began
to embrace it as a passion that he would build
his life upon. Shortly after
graduating secondary school where he studied
politics and war, Seifer was
apprenticed by a master blacksmith. It was from
this man he would learn the
facets of the sword and its deeper meaning. 

After
three long years working with the blacksmith Seifer was not only an
accomplished
swordsmith but also a darker soul. The blacksmith secretly
taught him the ways
of Takhisis and her Dragonarmies, preaching the praises
of the Dark Queen. This
change Seifer, hardened him, but also honed him into
a suitable soldier. Shortly
after he decided he would leave for the
Dragonarmies he returned home to tell
his family. 

It was during that return that Seifer found the rage that would
fuel his
passion for war and power. The night he returned to his home
several
Solamnic squads had invaded the city and he found his brother, sister
and
father dead by Palanthian blades and his mother near death, nude,
and
desecrated. 

A year has passed since that time, Seifer disappeared from
Neraka to an
unknown location but has re-emerged again at the steps of the
Dragonarmy's
Keep seeking to join their ranks. His hands glow a deep red and his
sword is
eerily black. His eyes, once blue, have taken on a silver color, and
his
muscles ripple at his slightest move . 

Standing 6'5" and 265 lbs of pure
muscle, Seifer appears ready for vengeance.

Seifer Kutherland

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.'