The Heroes of Altador
By justtestingthisthing

There's a light coming from Faerieland,
In a window, so faint and mild.
Jerdana makes things come to order,
While Fauna cares for a Petpet wild.
King Altador is the leader,
He makes sure that no one is harmed.
Psellia dreams of a better world,
As the Darkest Faerie rests, unalarmed.
Sasha shuffles her feet,
Gordos plays with his spoons.
Siyana, the first to rise,
Seems to light up the room.
Kelland hangs his head,
overcome with shame.
While Torakor the Gladiator,
Sharpens up his blade.
Marak lends a hand,
By watering the rye.
Florin smiles and thanks him,
"It's been looking kind of dry."
And in the corner of the room,
A familiar figure stands.
An angry look on his face,
A mop clasped in his hand.
He seems to be guarding something,
A flaw placed on the wall.
Perhaps it holds the answer
To the mystery of the hall.

Flying
By wolf_girl13542

Faeries flying in the air,
Faeries, faeries everywhere.
Wings are flimsy like a net curtain,
Haven't touched them, but I am certain.
Faeries flying in the air,
Faeries, faeries everywhere.
Bluebell dresses spun with gold,
Haven't seen them, but I've been told.
Faeries flying in the air,
Faeries, faeries everywhere.

The Aisha Thieves
By fairynotes

Clad in black,
To match the night,
Giving rich Neopians,
Quite the fright.

Do not be fooled,
By the Aisha Thieves' looks!
They may be cute,
But they're quite the crooks.

They'll crawl through windows,
And unlocked doorways,
Go through your treasures,
And steal them away!

They have no conscience,
They've got no heart,
You and your riches,
They'd like to part.

So, if you see their shadows,
In the dead of twilight,
Lock your doors and your windows,
Or you won't sleep tight!

Pteris
By spartangirl567

Soaring high
Light and free
Have no place you have to be
Pointed beak, feathered back
Sharpened claws for balance and attack
Piercing eyes, feathered face
Flying all over the place
Soaring high
Light and free...
Pteris aren't like you and me!

The Bottomless Pit
By kennysummertime19

Esophagor
Always hungry
A bottomless pit
Glowing red eyes
With little wit.

Bring him food
He will reward.
Your Neopoints spent,
Kindly adored.

But take too long
And he despairs.
Your Neopoints spent,
But he no longer cares.

To the howling cry
This blob emits.
His angry words
Come in bits

His reputation
Is a fearsome one.
If you fail
You'd better run.

The Esophagor
In the Haunted Woods
Will make you go
To fetch him goods.

That ugly blob
Is evil to the core,
From its slimy texture
To its angry roar.

So tread carefully
When visiting his lair,
Or you may just find
You won't come back from there.