AISHA DAY SPECIAL

Prenderghast's Ghost
By Wild_tigerlilly85

The lonely Aisha,
Lover of art.
From our sunny Neopia,
You had to depart.

You wander the halls,
Of your beaten old home.
Slowly you wander,
Forever you roam.

The paintings are faded,
The curtains are torn,
The windows are broken,
The carpets are worn.

This dready place!
Who would live here?
It drips with sorrow,
And smells like fear.

Yet still you guard it,
You protect your treasures.
Even though this old place,
Is terribly weathered.

And woe to the one,
Who considers himself,
Braver and stronger,
Than everyone else!

He'd be better off,
If he had stayed away!
For the lone Aisha's ghost,
Is still filled with rage.

She only has paintings,
And statues at her side!
If someone should take one,
They should probably hide!

This angry Aisha,
Will protect all she owns.
So through her house she wanders,
And sorrowfully moans.

Stay away from this mansion,
If you wish to remain whole!
And please beware,
Prenderghast's lost soul.

Remnok the Nomad
By Milorules

Travel over the miles of burning sand
To find an Aisha that will lend you a hand
If rare and ancient weaponry
Is what you search for
This Aisha holds a collection to win any war

Remnok the nomad is this Aisha's name
His sharp eye holds the key to his fame
Born to the burning sands of the Lost Desert
His good fortune in finding
Rare artifacts doesn't hurt

Knowing the vast expanse of the desert as home
This Aisha has no trouble to search and comb
Always exploring, looking for ancient weapons
To sell in the Sakhmet shop that this Aisha tends

If you ever need or want any ancient weaponry
Remnok the nomad is the Aisha to see
If he does not have it in his shop of Sakhmet
He will scour the desert
Until your wishes are met!

Thieving Aishas
By 20glittergirl05

When you think of Aishas
Just what do you think?
Surely not of little thieves
Who steal things in a blink!
There is one band of Aishas, though, who do
There are twenty or so in this little crew

They come on cold nights
When the moon is nice and bright

They live deep underground
Their secret spot has never been found

They travel in groups of two
This little thieving crew

Why do they do this?
No one knows for sure
Maybe if they had owners that loved them
That would be the cure

But until they are all tucked in tight
Make sure to lock your doors every night!

The Disappointed Aisha
By Jezebel_x_sins

During the sixth year
My Aisha explores the land
Seeking excitement.

Her ears sense some fun
And possibly some NP
Towards the Haunted Woods.

She saunters with nerves
Over the brown, darkened land,
Passing many sites.

The ghosts, and demons
Known inside Haunted House
Aren't for her today.

Oh so bored with games,
The Castle of Eliv Thade
Seems to lack thrill, too.

The stone Battledome,
My Aisha passes on her left,
Not wanting to fight.

Suddenly she stops
And gazes upon the Brain Tree.
She accepts its quest.

Puzzled with the quest,
She seeks help from a blue beast
Who asks to be fed.

For a candy skull
She pays almost seventy
Five thousand NP.

Two other items
Aren't nearly as expensive.
May her prize be great.

Back at the Brain Tree,
Aisha gives her two answers
And awaits her gifts.

And, to her surprise,
This saddened Aisha receives
Only a Brain Tree branch!