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Vote for Riley in the BC starting 3/17!
You've been following the villagers' whispers, and they've led you to this grassy clearing. You look around; know grundo in sight. You shrug, no reason to waste time here. As soon as you turn to leave you feel a cool breeze on the back of your neck and slowly turn around.
Welcome guest, to my little area. My name is Plasma_Fusion, but you may call me Plasma if you like. I'm sorry I can not be more hospitable, but I am often busy and away from home. Excuse me."
He jumps up and soars off into the sky. You shrug and wander around the little valley he calls home.
After walking around for a while you find a slip of paper rustling in the slight breeze. That mysterious grundo must have left it...
You hear a whoosh behind you and turn around, instinctively dropping the slip of paper. The grundo lands gracefully and silently by your side. He smiles slightly.
I see you are as curious as I thought," he says, motioning towards the paper on the ground.
I-I-I'm sorry,' you manage to stammer, intimidated for some reason by this grundo.
Do not be afraid. I left that to keep you busy while I was gone. I assume you have come to learn amount me?"
You nod.
He sits down on the soft grass, motioning for you to sit beside him. Staring up at the night sky, he begins. "I am the Guardian of the Night Sky. It is a title I have held my whole life, as had my father before me. It is my duty to replace the stars that fall from the sky. As you can imagine it keeps my constantly busy." He turns toward you. "You know how sometimes you see a falling star that seems to fall up instead of down?" He turns back to the sky and continues. "You shrug it off as an optical illusion, but it is actually me, replacing a star that has recently fallen."
I don't have a tragic past or anything, in fact, it's not far from average. I suppose you want to know anyway." He smiles, then continues....
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Our village has one Guardian of the Night Sky for each generation, and it is rare that the next Guardian would come from the same family as the one before. Well, my father was the Guardian for his generation, and I am the Guardian for mine. As you might guess, my parents thought there was something wrong when they found out I was the Guardian. But there is one undeniable way to tell who is the next Guardian; he or she has a golden star on the sole of each foot. At first my parents thought my markings were a result of my mother's own starry skin, but her stars are silver. So I was to be the next guardian, just like my father. I'm not sure my mother was too happy about it, since my father was hardly home, and now I would be the same way. But destiny is destiny, and she had no say. Anyway, my childhood was just that of any normal grundo in our village, and my training didn't start until I was around thirteen, even though my father had been showing me little things here and there. The day before my training, my father told my mother and I that he was going to go replace a star, but this one happened to be VERY far away. Obviously I was disappointed, but I said goodbye to my father and he left the next morning. The Guardian from the generation before my father then became my mentor. I learned a lot from her, though I missed my father terribly. A few years later I was sent on my first mission, and found it pretty simple if slightly time consuming. A few missions after that, I realized most of the stars I was sent to replace were over Neopia Central. I talked to my mother and we decided it would be easier for me if I moved out there, at least for awhile. A week later, I bid farewell to mother, and well, here I am now. My mother still lives in that little village on Kreludor, and my father has still not returned. But one day, he will, and I will get to see him again.
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He sighs heavily. "I do have a family, though I rarely see them anymore"
Angio is a garden sprite. He's a very care-free little yurble, and he protects the plants of Neopia. It almost seems as if he can speak to them. Who knows? Maybe he can...
Eran hasn't been in our family very long; In a sense he isn't really. I consider him my brother, but he prefers to live in the open plains by himself.
Riley has to be the bounciest zafara I've ever met. She is a faerie messenger, bringing the news of the faeries to the Neopians stuck on the ground."
Mother is a Starry grundo, though her markings are different from the average Starry pelt, and her eyes are more like a human's than that of a grundo. Mother is sweet and quiet, but always speaks her mind.
Father is your average Faerie grundo, and I got most of my features from him. He's a strong family man, and always has a smile on his face. I miss him dearly.
He laughs, and lays back. "Yes, I do collect those little toys Neopians call adoptables. If you know of any sets I don't have, please don't hesitate to tell me. I finally found a grundo makeable, but I'll still collect white ones too.
Grundos
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Also, I am sorry to say I do not have any to give away. I have had no time to make them. I hope you can accept my apology."
You smile and nod.
Other Space Related
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He stands up and walks to a knot in a nearby tree, and pulls out a stack of neatly folded papers. "These are pictures Neopians drew of me." He unfolds one and holds it out for you to see.
You reach out to take it, and he pulls it back slightly.
I'm sorry I did not tell you, but I would really appreciate it if you looked and didn't touch. These are very dear to me and I wouldn't want anything to happen to them."
Some fellow Neopians have deemed me worthy of their awards. I am honored."
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If you must be leaving, please take a link so you can find your way back."
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He pulls out a small box of maps and pictures from the same tree. "These are homes of other grundo's or space oriented pets. Oh and the ones on the bottom are my family's homes."
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