An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Seig.

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 folio on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Seig' scribed in rich maroon ink.

Author:    Seig           
Date:      Thu Nov 13
15:53:13 2008
Subject     Meet Seig.

Seig Delacroix,
Monk of the Flame and Master of the Iron Flame, walks
into Solace
one quiet evening. Until recently he was in a monastery but
now
that he had been taught all they could teach him he left. He
mounts the
steps to the Inn of the Last Home, his feet making
hardly any sound on the
wooden steps. Soon he reaches the inn and
walks in, glancing around. He
sighs gently and walks to a table,
seating himself at it and orders a cup of
milk. He smiles and
pays the waitress after she brings it back to him and
starts to
sip on his drink. A man and a woman walk into the Inn and take
a
seat, Seig glances at them but then turns to a book he got out
of a small
pack he had on. After a while a sudden commotion is
heard and Seig looks up,
to find the woman laying on the ground,
her lip bleeding. Seig shakes his
head and starts to go back to
his book, he wasnt going to get involved. But
then the man grabs
the woman by the hair and slaps her again, yelling at her
over
something. He sighs and puts his book away as the man raises his
hand
again. In a blink of an eye Seig his there and with a quick
move, the other
man is laying on the ground with Seig inbetween
him and the woman. Seig
shakes his finger at the man as he stands
back up, but that only infuriates
the man. He charges Seig but is
soon on his back, again. Seig smirks and
shakes his head as he
starts to walk away. But the man climbs to his feet
and runs at
Seig, who in a graceful move strikes the man in the abdomen,
with
force enough to make the sound of his ribs breaking echo in the
Inn.
Seig bows his head slightly as the man tumbles across the
ground and doesnt
get back up, then turns and walks back to his
table. He finishes his milk
and lays some coins on the table,
before starting toward the door. As he
walks to the door, a man
approaches him. After a few words, they both nod
and the stranger
hands Seig a piece of paper then they leave the Inn. 

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.'