The Grand Marble Portico of the Library of Palanthas
The Library of Palanthus stretches out before you.  A series of ten wide
marble steps lead up to a huge open marble portico, supported and sheltered
by four large white columns.  Ancient ivy, well tended, has grown up and
around the columns and front face of the building.  Three three-story wings
can be seen, and two other buildings have been attached in recent times.  To
the south is the entrance, and to the north lies the street.

You walk inside and are promptly lead to the office of Astinus.
Astinus Office
  Dominating the center of this room is a massive birch desk.  Legend
claims this desk has supported the thousands of volumes of history Astinus
has recorded.  A large pot of ink, a container of sharpened quills, and a
candelabra complete the desks decorations.  Small windows line the room,
allowing light to trickle in and gently illuminate the entire room.  A
comfortable couch rests against the west wall.  Tapestries hang on the walls
between the windows.  Shelves line the walls, filled with tomes of the more
recent records of heroes and villians upon the face of Krynn.


The librarian notices you aren't reading anything...

Astinus hands a heavy leather-bound book to an Aesthetic standing by you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Kinian' scribed in earth-colored maroon ink.

As you glance down at the page you read...

From the pages of Kinian's book... 
*  *  *  *
Krynn Author:    Kinian         
Date:      Mon Mar 10 18:35:54 2008
Subject     History
-------
My story begins many years ago as a little bundled infant, left on the
doorstep of a forest cottage, a bastard child. Of course, I had no
inclination of my half blood at the time, nor would I for several years. The
cottage was buried deep in the woods and belonged to the best parents I'd
ever know. Unbeknownst to me, but living with a caring mother and father was
surely better than being ridiculed as a half-breed. 

I was brought up to live in the forest. My father taught me to hunt, trap,
and track. My mother taught me the use of herbs and simple incantations to
assist me. I wasn't magical, by any means, but she had a talisman that
helped greatly. It quickly became quite obvious that I had some elven blood
in me, as I aged much slower than I should have. In my teenage years, I
looked like a young child. In my early adult years, I looked like a young
teenager. The pattern repeated itself until I questioned my parents, and
they revealed that I was not their biological son. Surprisingly, it didn't
bother me that I was orphaned and taken in. I would have had it no other
way. Unfortunately, though, this news started me thinking about the outside
world. I'd always lived in this same forest, in this same cottage, in this
same room. My parents agreed with what I proposed to them. It was time for
me to go out and forge my own path. So, with my bow, dagger, and woodland
knowledge I set out. 
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He states simply 'You might start with that one... Or ...', he continues, 

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The latest story was... 

 It is time...Part 4
by Arikaih,
it posted on Luindai, the Month of Bran, 12 03:21:18 382 Post Cataclysm.


(excerpt)... A bright fire seemed to burn from within the safe confines of a cave set

in a mountain base. Various humanoid figures s(read more)....

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


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