Hello and welcome. I am Eruo, a humble blind Bori known by many locals as The StoryTeller. Also, do to my ablities to hear spirits, I often find myself chatting to them, helping them find peace..and adding new stories to my growing collection of tales that I share to anyone who cares to listen. You may have notice that I am not a fancy pet. I'm sorry to say I do not have much to offer other then my stories...would you like to hear one? There is one tale, that I believe you will find most interesting. It is a story I learned from a librarian spirit..trapped in the ancient library long abandoned and forgotten down some overgown path in neopia central. Come. Sit. Listen. I shall tell you.
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The Green Witch it was year one in neopia, many humans and neopets were just starting to know each other; building and cultivating the land with simple tools and hope in their hearts. At the time, only a single human/neopet town existed. A few shops dotted the main road and many user shops were popping up like wildflowers as the little settlement flourished. However, this peace and serenity didn't last. There was one neopet, a green zafara who was known to practice the dark arts, did not approve of all these humans interfering with her home. She was cruel and bitter to anyone who approached her. It wasn't to long before the town's folk grew tired of her sour disposition..A bad rain season led to rumors and those rumors pointed to the witch as the cause of the drought. The townsfolk, neopets and humans alike, planned to burn the zafara believing that would bring back the rain. This excapade was lead by two neopets....and ledgion says they were the ones who started the rumors in the first place. With torches in hand, the entire town stormed her home the very next day. But somehow...in some way....the witch was already wise to the townspeople. They arrived at an empty shack with a simple note pinned to the door:

You have taken everything dear to me, you have turned my kin against me and attempted to destroy my very existance! Before this decade ends, You will all feel my wrath. 200 years of suffering will follow... then collars with great power, will find its way to two neopets.. the future children's children of the two who betrayed me today...Tainted by demons they will be..and they will bring chaos. It will be the fault of the human owners that the pets will suffer and they in turn will cause suffering. Then, and only then, will my revenge will be complete.

The people did not heed her words...they simply rejoiced that the evil witch had gone. But soon...their world began to decay. People became afflicted with mysterious illnesses, the once rich soil turned to ash, the sky was forever blanketed in a dark haze...Some were lucky enough to escape to rebuild somewere else. Others, however, parished and became trapped forever as lost spirits. That my friend...is how the haunted woods came to be...how this graveyard came to be...and how....I...came to be.
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oh my...you wish to hear more? I supposed I raised afew questions with that tale then...if you have time...I shall tell another. My own.





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The Collar I used to be an artist...a very talented one too... that is... untel I fell under the curse. Well, You see, a very long time ago, my old master came across a rare and very valuable artifact whilst wondering though an old house in the Woods...one of only two in existence. A collar like no other, said to give the wearer Sight into the unknown and the ability to speak though the winds. He gave it to me as a gift; said it matched perfectly with my green eyes..heh, He didnt believe in the stories...neither did I in fact. that is...till he gently placed it around my neck. as soon as it locked in place, a strong force invaded my body. There was crashing, screaming, wailing..the sound of howling wind was deafening...then...the lights went out. Pitch black. Horrible horrible darkness... Though I could not see what had taken place, I knew The life I had was no more. My owner had disappeared, hopefully he escaped with his life. For months I wondered aimlessly...eventually stumbling into this graveyard... the caretaker took me in and claimed me as her pet. With time and practice, I turned my curse into something good. My ability to see and speak with spirits helped many lost and wayward ghosts to find peace. The demon who posses the collar can be a nuisance with its constant babbling but I have become stronger then it has. He may have taken my eyesight, but not my mind. not yet. BrainFreezy has the other collar...he was buried here after ir took its toll on him. Sadly I know only pieces of his story. go visit him, he's been in a more sane mood as of late so perhaps he can tell you.

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I am the one who wears the Green face collar : I can see and hear ghosts, I can thow my voice in any direction and send whispers in the wind to up to 20 miles away.... However, I am blind. All I see is darkness..sometimes broken by the faint glow of spirits who reside in the cemetery...but mostly all darkness.

Freezy
he is my brother in curse wearing the Yellow face collar. nothing can hurt him and nothing can destroy him. He feels no pain... he is numb. Also, Freezy is quite smart but only when he can gain control. I supposed the collar feels threatened by his intelligence so the lenny is often ...well...stupid...to put it bluntly. Sadly his demon is alot stronger then my own, so he is contently fighting with it.

Tali The mute fire ruki
He was dropped off here by a neopet adopter...one who adopts pets from the pound, paints them, cleans them up, then given to a better owner. Tai never speaks and is very aloft... He eventually found himself here and takes great pride in driving off intruders. Not much is known about him, and he is far from friendly. He has burned me more times then i care to remember. But he has a strong will and a desire to protect us ...and for some odd reason hates plants; burning anything unfortunate enough to poke though the soil. I'm not quite sure why though.

Ike The black sheep
Our caretaker and freezy found him floating around the carnival one day...they later came in contact with his owner and agreed that he stay with us. He is...a handful.... often getting in trouble because of his loud mouth or mischievous ways. He's sarcastic, self-centered, flighty, and has a rude sense of humor. I cant tell you how many times i had to talk to him...though i have my doubts he listens at all. He is kind-hearted though. He strolls the outskirts of the cemetery and all over the haunted woods, teleporting any lost travelers he finds back to town...he does have some redeeming qualities, but i wish he would just learn to keep his mouth shut and his nose out of other people's business.
I suppose thats all I have to say. I recommend visiting my comrades webpages, and dont be afraid of stopping by again. maybe ill have new stories.

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