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 | Miasmora & Wisric's Grand Meridellian Misadventure"Begone, spirit!" the Royal Gelert said, puffing up his chest to make himself seem bigger. Like Miasmora, whatever Battledome equipment he may..." Collab with meercamaster184
by phadalusfish |  | Ilere Finds a Baby"The wailing of the Baby Elephante—still tucked snugly into the basket, which was being given a wide berth by the crowd milling outside the burning building as the Neovian fire crew fought the flames..."
by cookybananas324 |  | The Adventures of Draikin and the Light Faerie"After Ciara had flown away, the wind died away in the forest, but the sky remained dark and heavy. Draikin, the young Royal Ixi, stood alone in the now..."
by jennythegreat |  | The Heist at the Chocolate Factory."The shadow stepped forward, moving carefully between the distorted trees. For a moment, the Haunted Woods itself seemed to hold its breath in awe at the scene that was developing in that moment..." Collab with rascle90 & kikepv
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"A Shell Out Of Reach" by bjab967
As the last rays of sunlight dipped behind the jagged cliffs of Tyrannia, Cam the Gold Draik sat silently on the crumbling edge of the Battleground. He fixed his eyes on the Obelisk, which was casting a long shadow across the battlefield. For days he had fought beneath its looming presence, driven only by one thing: the power and riches offered by the Sway. When whispers of unimaginable wealth had reached his ears, Cam swore allegiance to the secretive faction without hesitation. Their influence stretched across Neopia, their motives shrouded in shadow, yet their promises had taken root in his heart. He found himself weary from endless battles against the Brutes and the Seekers. Blades still clashed and spells still crackled across the battlefield, but Cam was too exhausted to continue fighting. Instead, wiping sweat from his brow, he watched and waited. Soon the sun descended and darkness fell over the battlefield. The war had come to a close and was replaced by a tense hush as the warriors gathered around the Obelisk. Suddenly a brilliant flash...
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The desert winds had been merciless. For seven days, they had screamed across the Lost Desert, carrying columns of sand that piled up around the tents and formed a haze across the sky.
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