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Artefact Hunters: Ikimono's Mirror

Hanso had made a mistake.

by sporty2443
The Mysterious Affair at Gremble Arms

"So, Tyra,” the Pink Cybunny said. She had introduced herself to the rest of the table as Cherry while they were awaiting the dessert course that, ten minutes later, still hadn’t arrived, and she was obviously growing bored...

by tamia_silverwing
 
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"A Post-Fyora Faerieland" by the_academy_awards
The grey curse has finally lifted, and much of Neopia has reawakened in a wash of colour. There’s one land that will not recover so easily, having been bruised by dark feelings of various types: Faerieland. Fyora’s abdication and the subsequent dissolving of the Faerie Monarchy have rattled a recovering Neopia, none more so than the citizens of Faerieland itself. Questions are swirling; What is this Council? Who will be on it? When will things go back to normal? Where is Fyora now? I, Gorel Goldenrod, headed to the beleaguered region to get some on-the-ground insight, starting with the governance changes. “I’m not focused on who sits on what Council,” A Koi, Gissog, stops sweeping and wipes his brow. His home, a small island dotted by closely-entwined trees within a lake of The Forest of Fay, was badly damaged by the void attack, though you wouldn’t know it from the outside. “The priority should be repairing our homes first, it’s what I would do. I can kip well enough under the water, but a meerca? They’re not doing that.” I ask if he’s seen Faeries – of any type – help folks like him repair the damage. “A few,” He shrugs. “Mostly Earth Faeries. They can’t help but give quests, but they know we’re stressed. One asked me for ‘That stick. That one. In particular,’ Just a regular stick three feet away. When I gave it to her, she grew my trees and wound them together, then blessed them with a defence spell.” After that, I walk the paths of The Forest of Fay, talking with...




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It was a beautiful day in Neopia Central. Blue skies, green grass, the blinding white of resident smiles. This was the region at its best, but it had been so long since the sun shone down on it.

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Frank’s Big Day
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