|The Bennett Files: The Case of the Faerie RingIt was a chilly day in Altador, which was why Strai was happy to be working inside for once. As a Maraquan Gelert, he was naturally inclined to be outside, or at least around a body of water. Today, though, he was pretty certain that if he had stayed outside for more than a few hours without an enchantment, he would have shriveled up from the dry air and shrunken into a nice little Brucicle.|
|Pyramid"Are we ready to lock it up, Chief?" Melek asked the soldier in charge of the scene. Chief Lokenus looked at him and raised an eyebrow. "My soldiers will have everything packed within an hour. Why are you so anxious to close it?" "Lokenus, I've been waiting twelve years for this to happen. I'd like to savour it a little, but unfortunately I've got things to do. We need to replace the king, soon."|
|Carrot Cake"Ugh, Emmy, I'm not sure if I can pull this off..." The Maraquan Carma doesn't say anything. It's an hour until dawn in the camp of the Ixi Raiders of Cogham, and Mer is about to lose his mind. That is, if he hasn't completely lost it already. |
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"Ugh, Emmy, I'm not sure if I can pull this off..."
The Maraquan Carma doesn't say anything.
It's an hour until dawn in the camp of the Ixi Raiders of Cogham, and Mer is about to lose his mind. That is, if he hasn't completely lost it already. "Emmy, where did I put the Spyder venom? Please tell me I didn't toss it in the wrong bowl..." But, again, the Maraquan Carma doesn't say anything.
Not that being royal sorcerer and apothecary for the Ixi Raiders isn't fun and all, but Mer tends to bite off more than he can chew when it comes to projects. The transparent Ixi sorcerer has been clumsily trotting his way around his messy hut, tossing ingredients and trinkets all about the floor, talking to his pet Carma, Emmy, as if she would be able to help him out. Emmy is a good listener, that's for sure, but she's not much help when it comes to locating missing ingredients.
|Filling Your Trophy Cabinet|
I have been doing my best to find the games that I, and others who aren’t great when it comes to games, can attain with just a little practice and timing everything just right. The games listed aren’t all flash games, but they’re trophies that aren’t always suggested as the easy-to-get ones.
|Neopian Astrology: Altador|
Have you ever wondered what your Neopian starsign is? he twelve protectors of Altador each have their own constellation in the sky, all of which were discovered during the Altador mini-plot. Let us explore what they all represent and find out what each sign says about those born under it.
|Bottled Faeries Inc.: Part Two|
I know that people pay a lot of money for a neohome with a nice, ocean view. To me, it doesn’t seem worth it. After twenty-four hours at sea in an enchanted glass bottle, I was pretty sure I had gotten the gist of the ocean; it was just a giant mass of green, choppy, salty water sprinkled with the occasional fish or piece of trash. I was so bored.
|Chronicles of a Caped Crusader: Long Shadows: Part Five|
Chloe hurried into the HQ the next morning, glad to see the doors were already replaced. She walked into the control room to find Judge Hog and Loraine on a call. She stepped back into the doorway to wait for them to finish. When they did, she entered again.
“Go downstairs and have Dr. Flexo check your head,” Judge Hog told her immediately.