|Battle Quills... ready!
||Issue: 541 | 20th day of Eating, Y14
|The Fate of Dust and Fire: Part NineJazan suddenly sat up and looked to the left of the pass. There, tucked away in the snow was a building, but it was unlike anything found in Qasala or Sakhmet...|
|Infinity: Part Eight"Sir?"
It was Wingen's voice, but Flicker couldn't find him anywhere in the room. But he flinched at what he did see: A small stack of papers floating in mid-air.
|The Painter: Part TwoMostly, other than maids stopping to give her food, she was left alone, which suited her just fine. Every morning, she would wake up from her peach toned bed with white rustling silken sheets, and she would watch the sunrise. It would inspire her, and then, she would stray to the paints that lined her wall. |
|Baby Adventures: The Secret Note - Part Eight"I believe Jhudora alone knows where they are," Fyora told her.|
|A Second Chance: Part SixJane still fought hard against the tide, somehow managing to keep her head above water for long intervals of time. A ship on the horizon was her only sanctuary and salvation...|
|The Cenoal Chapters: Duties Reclaimed - Part Five The city had lost its glow, the walls stained by the blackened ashes of fire. Billowing clouds of smoke rose into the afternoon sky...|
|A Legend Begins Again: Part FourHe hated having to run off from Jacques like that, but what choice did he have? He had to keep his friends from harm somehow...|
|Things Best Remembered: Part FourAtlanta high-fived him, grinning. "That's the best idea you've had in a long time, Gareth," she said. He wasn't quite sure whether he was supposed to be offended at that.|
|The Scarab and the Sea: Part TwoJaryth hit his head against the table repeatedly. "He convinced the captain to leave without us? How in Nuria's name..."|
|Out of the Shadows: Part ThreeHe jolted his head up and stared at her blankly, then followed her terrified gaze to his paw, which was slowly emptying a bottle of Essence of Everlasting Apple into the bubbling brew. He immediately jerked his paw, and the bottle skittered over the desk...|
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"The Edge of the World" by emrozi
I used to live on the edge of the world. The world was smaller and more metallic for me, back then. I didn't know about trees, or snow, or the sea; I thought laser lights and plastic tubes grew organically. If you'd told me I lived on something called a space station, orbiting a planet called Neopia, I would have looked at you blankly; if you aren't a Grundo, I may well have run away. Non-Grundos rarely strayed from the centre of the station. In fact...
|Lord Darigan's Letter To The Editor|
You have a Sloth Appreciation Day, for Fyora's sake! Dr. Frank Sloth, who experiments on innocent little Neopets and concocts potions that transform them into ugly mutants!
|Interview With A Larnikin|
A small table sits in the middle of the room: a table littered with papers, a tiny terrarium, pencils, more papers, an open book, and something that resembles a horn used as a primitive sound-amplifying device.
|How to Use the Six Icons|
I've found that a lot of the owners don't know anything about Icons – much like me before – even the ones who enjoy battling. So I've decided to make an article about the most basic things of battling, the six Icons.