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The Ancient Villain
A villain many centuries ago was born,
A Blumaroo that became virtue's thorn,
A despot scorned for his wicked ways,
A loner that society cast away,
A monster so evil he would give you a fright,
A shadow lurking in the dark of night,
A wanderer for many long years,
An embodiment of all Neopians' fears,
A fiend with a malicious heart,
A devil skilled in the old dark art,
A vampire with sharp fangs that glistened,
A count was the title he was christened,
A beast with obsidian black eyes,
A tyrant who delights in innocent cries,
A founder in his own right,
A citizen that inhabited Roo Island without a fight,
A sleeper for two hundred years,
A blackguard above his peers,
A knave with a cruel air,
A scoundrel with a stone-cold glare,
A statue recently arisen,
A demon freed from his dank, damp prison,
A rogue looking for sweet revenge,
An oppressor that on Neopia will be avenged,
His name is Count von Roo.
The Hall of Heroes, 200 Years Hence
Let us make our way now
Into that pillared Hall, where the moon's
Cold beams upon white marble fall.
See how between these proud columns,
Amongst the statue'd Heroes,
A death-like hush reigns.
They lie in quiet slumber now,
In this temple, cold, silent and still.
One day, when the rousing strains
Of the war horn sound, these Heroes
Out of their stony stupor will awake,
Torak the Gladiator, Marak the Wave,
Fauna, the Gatherer, and Altador, the Brave,
They will stretch their mighty limbs,
Rear their brave heads,
Their imperious voices will sound
Between these marbled columns again,
And the song, the song of heroes,
Will ring in the still air,
And onward, like rending thunder, they will roll,
And quest again upon Altador's plains.
Flight of the Darigan Eyrie
In Terror Mountain's crags, up high,
Cracks open one dark crimson eye,
Twilight-hued feathers rustle, shake,
And whip up snow flurries in their wake,
As into the encroaching night,
The Darigan Eyrie sets off in flight.
Wheeling, arching through the air,
Away from its high mountain lair,
Up beyond cloud-cover far,
To where the dark is lit by stars.
Like lanterns hung to guide the way,
For those who do not fly by day.
Quiet as the whispering breeze,
It flies past islands, over the seas,
Past Faerieland's bright shining blur,
On toward the centre of Neopia.
A dark sight in the Marketplace,
It lands with an imposing grace.
With talons sharp and great hooked beak,
Well may they wonder what it seeks,
But those who ask it should not fear,
A friend lives in the township here.
A fearsome fighter, a loyal friend,
The Eyrie's flight is at an end.
The Bori Mage
"Crystals shed your light and power,
And delve into thy heart,
Release the inner sanctum of magic,
With this spell, I now part."
The Bori Mage cries atop the mountain,
Her hair a fiery wave,
As she extracts her power from the ice,
Their power does she crave.
Hidden deep within the Bori caves,
Her spells do work such joy,
And her fellow Bori comrades and friends,
A carefree life they all enjoy.
But where does she gain her skill?
Many begin to question,
As her magic and spells are all so divine,
Each under her strong possession.
The poor, the weak, and the wounded,
All clamber to her in aid,
And with a simply enchanting word,
Their sickness begins to fade.
Yet many worry that she, so great,
Is feeling oh so sad,
As her cries and wails of pure distaste,
Are symbols of something bad.
But none will know of her mysteries,
As she keeps herself hidden,
And although she may cry and feel so down,
Her warm heart is never forbidden.
The Quest for Keys
Seek the five to free the lock,
Quest for those brave of heart.
A choice of four begins the game,
Select now where to start.
Does the Faerieland house seem
The best choice of the lot?
Some prefer the Haunted Woods,
Where wicked things do plot.
Many claim the small abode
Cast in the yellow hue
Is pivotal to winning fast,
Though others doubt it's true.
Will the dwelling on the sand
Provide the perfect start?
Pick with care, you've made your choice,
Let's hope you acted smart.
Circling board with rapid haste,
Collecting vibrant keys.
One of each hue, they're vital things,
Unlock the door with ease.
Mini-games stand in your way,
A battle played with fun.
Seek the quest to win the keys,
Play hard, the game is won.
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