An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Shaga.

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 well written novel on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Shaga' scribed in green ink.

Author:    Shaga          
Date:      Sat Dec  5 15:41:21
2009
Subject     The Driver

 Shaga was born to slavery. It was all he
ever knew.

As Shaga Started growing up, his master; A Bozak named Talarr, saw
something
special in him. So he starrted grooming him for a slave driver
position. A
job he took to like a fish in water. Eventually becoming his
master's right
hand. He worked many slaves to death, driving them with 'Ankrisk'
his cat o
nine tails. Only twice did he kill a slave with 'Ankrisk', His reward
was to
taste the bite of his own whip for destroying his master's property.

The
other slaves hated him, but none dared to raise a hand against him. The
two that
had were tortured to death while the other slaves were forced to
watch. Then
their head was mounted on the battlements as a reminder and a
warning.

While
Talarr was a way fighting in the great war the slaves revolted. Having
planed
for such a possibility ahead of time long ago, Shaga escaped their
wrath, and
faked his death at the same time. The slaves believing Shaga
dead, laid in wait
for their Draconian master. Who they ambushed returning
home victorious from the
field of battle. They managed to kill Talarr, but
only one survived to tell the
tale. A tale he told for only a week before
Shaga tracked him down and tortured
him to death. Finally putting him to
death with 'Ankrisk's" sting.

Shaga is not
sure what to do, he has never been free before and is looking
for a way to
regain the power he has lost. 

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 sighs as he recants 'We saved 868 books from Ansalon from before the great Cataclysm through today.'