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LUPE DAY SPECIAL
Arrows forged from fire,
Swords made from stone,
In the midst of battle
An Aisha fights alone
In a floating tower,
The Lupe lets out a cry
The Aisha watches with horror,
And from her wand lets Novas fly
High upon the Citadel,
A purple Eyrie's grin
Can easily be read by all.
It says, "Now I will win."
The Aisha, Lisha, fighting
With a force yet unseen,
Enemies around her fall,
Her eyes have an angered gleam
She battles with one goal in mind:
Avenge her perished kin
But this is a losing battle,
One she cannot win
She grips the sword left to her,
Its hilt in her paw she will hold
Fight for Meridell, the Truth
Fight for the red, the blue, the gold
Rise of the Werelupes
Howls ring out o'er the darkened plain,
The villagers scurry to their homes!
The sky darkens without rain.
As terror creeps through idle bones.
All the doors swiftly lock.
Not a creature makes a sigh,
Nor does one yet dare to knock,
For there is evil drawing nigh!
Another howl cuts through the gloom,
A figure appears at the eastern gate,
Three more howls to the the darkened moon,
Three more figures of vile trait.
Behold, the Werelupe -- creatures of night,
It holds no feelings nor will of its own!
But simply unbound wrath and spite,
Merely darkness and grief alone.
Hide, villagers, for they pass near!
With potent senses and grim desire,
There is nothing they fail to hear,
Nor not a scent of fear's perspire.
Oh Werelupe, what shall be your bane?
Once alive and of normal face,
To change them back is naught but vain!
For they rule this darkened place.
Ballad of the Battle for Meridell
Oh, Darigan once was the fairest of lands
An empire that prospered and flourished.
A magical orb in its ruler's strong hands
Guaranteed all its people were nourished.
By the best of the earth,
By the best of the sky,
Were Darigan's people well nourished.
But Meridell did in dire poverty bide
From famine and illness they suffered
A desperate king sent his knights far and wide
Seeking aid that their ills might be buffered.
So the knights riding forth
Sought with desperate eye
Relief from the ills that they suffered.
An old Kyrii clever and wise in the Sight
At last gave them hope for their nation:
A magical orb yielding health and delight
Making Darigan their destination.
As he watched them go forth,
The old Kyrii did smile.
He'd no love for Darigan's nation.
A few days' hard riding across a plateau
Showed Darigan's glory lay basking
But Meridell feared (sad to say, rightly so)
That they'd find little help for the asking.
So they captured the orb
And for home swiftly hied --
And Meridell bloomed, nothing lacking.
But Darigan wasted through Meridell's glee;
While one grew the other was failing,
And Darigan's lord turned at last to the Three
Who gave power for greed and for railing.
What's their gift truly worth?
Give a victory cry,
Then weep at the price of your failing.
Soon Meridell trembled; the Citadel rose
O'er the land it at last had found thriving.
The battle was joined; Neopians chose
Between sides they could take in the striving.
At last Darigan's force
Took the day and the prize
With conquest the end of the striving.
But Darigan's orb gave its blessings no more;
The Citadel's people still languished.
And much to their horror, the Citadel's lord
Went insanely destructive in anguish.
So the sides joined force
Up in Meridell's sky;
The orb broke when its master was vanquished.
But after the treaty, the general Kass
Took power by playing on feelings
Remaining -- the fear and resentment at last
With the Three, made new war seem appealing.
For see Meridell's earth
Still abloom in its prime
While Darigan still waits for healing.
The battle seemed hopeless when Borodere fell
With Meridell crushed and still reeling
But Jeran's is only one story to tell
And a child brought Lord Darigan's healing.
Let the Three's power burst
And the Bat-Thing arise
For your people still wait for their healing.
The First Neopian Quest
Young Lupe-cub, take thy sword in hand,
Defeat the bane of our fair land
Our people starve, we cannot fight
The crushing power of Jabhal's might
The once-clear streams run black with grime
Insidious poison of Xantan's slime
Among the mists, dark demons creep
Our children are afraid to sleep
And many a warrior tried and failed
To complete the quest and win the grail
But thou, young Lupe, unlike the rest
Have courage enough to pass the test
Trained in the manner of warrior-pet
With magic wand and amulet
I beg of you, with aching heart
Are you prepared to do your part?
Please let me fight, I am prepared
The quest is in my sight.
Not deepest woods, nor cave, nor hills
Shall stop me in my fight
I have the faith, the strength, the will
To vanquish these cruel foes
Demons! Taste my thrice-forged steel
The first of all your woes!
Oh young Lupe-cub, thou art brave
Our people you shall yet save!
Yet I must warn you of your fate
And innumerable dangers the evil ones create
First to the Dank cave, for Xantan's ring
Then south to the ruins, the staff you must bring
Then further west, to the Temple of Roo
To defeat the Arch-Magus is hard to do
Then the Temple of Kai you must complete
To have come thus far is a marvelous feat
At last, great Jabhal will be your foe
Yet you have strength to conquer; I know.
Beyond that I will say little, but heed only this
Fight well, and your powers shall not go amiss
Listen to guidance, and all will be well
And centuries from now, your story we'll tell,
Of how you stormed the mighty tower
And defeated Jabhal's evil power!
Balthazar the Bounty Hunter
He roams the darkest hours of the night,
Alert for the telltale glow of faerie light.
An expert hunter with many skills to use,
This fierce blue Lupe
Knows how to read the clues.
The name of Balthazar
Is feared by faeries far and wide,
For when he is on the prowl
They had better run and hide.
Armed with a net, he snatches
Them up from bush and tree,
Once caught, no longer will
A faerie be able to roam free.
A tidy profit he gains from his winged prey,
Enough to donate occasionally
In a Money Tree giveaway.
But in tightly sealed jars,
The faeries must wait,
Unsure of who will buy them
And continue their fate.
And when Balthazar hungers
After a long night's prowl,
One can almost hear his stomach begin to growl.
So off to the fields this dread hunter goes,
Where roam all the Petpets in disorderly rows.
These Petpets the Lupe
Hopes to grab and snatch,
Before all of them
Samrin the Kacheek Shepherd can catch.
Into the gullet of this infamous
Bounty hunter they go,
Unless he is frozen temporarily
By a flake of blue snow.
But be it hunting the faeries
In the darkest shadows of night,
Or gobbling up Petpets (and shepherd)
By dawn's early light,
Balthazar's infamy has spread over time,
For he seems to profit from a life of crime.
And yet he has those
Who follow him in times of cheer,
For he gives to the Money Tree
Those faeries caught dear.
There are times when his name
Is not spoken with dread,
But with admiration and gratitude instead.
So whether he is feared or loved by all,
This bounty hunter has a duty
He believes is his call.
So wherever he goes, there will always
Be those who whisper his name,
Spreading his glory and extending his fame.
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