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Interview with a Faerie's Ruin Survivor
“They say that history is defined by the winners,” the wraith, whom we shall call ‘Mist’ for the purpose of anonymity, said to me as he nursed a cup of borovan. His façade was flickering between deep midnight and a rich purple. “The veterans of the Wraith Conflict know this very well.”
I had to apologize, Wraith Conflict? I asked him.
“Oh right, the Neopian side calls it the Faerie’s Ruin… but on the Aipoen side, it was our last stand against Faerieland’s enslavement of our children.”
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The Parchment Treaty Queen Fyora was waiting in her personal chambers for them with several rolled parchments in her hand. Queen Fyora greeted them, "Hello, I have desperate need of a stealthy messenger Neopet, a Neopet with dimensional abilities, and a Wraith Neopet. Sarah, can you and your pets deliver these parchments to the Wraith King Aroyf in Aipoen?"
by platdragon |
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Of Portals and Faeryllium “Wraithland,” Stealth said, questioningly. The brown Grundo was fixated on the twitching of the strange Wocky’s left eye. “And you’re sure this guidebook will get me there?” “Certainly. Though the more money is left in this jar, the more likely it will be that the portal appears on that day,” the Wocky said with a cackle while rubbing his palms together.
by opossumman |
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The Essential Items to Survive the Wraith Apocalypse So you've probably heard that Neopia is being invaded! Those pesky Wraiths have finally broken through the barrier and us Neopets are being done away with. It's alright for now, of course, while their sights are set firmly on those Faeries (which is fine with me; I was never fond of them anyway). But soon … soon the empty eyes of the Wraiths shall turn on us innocent NeopetsAlso by phoenix_through_fire
by azusa_k |
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Lupe Pack Detectives-The Kidnapped JubJub: Part Three The following morning, around six-o-clock, we took an express boat to Terror Mountain because we felt that the weather there was going to be too unpredictable for us to take an Eyrie cab or a flying ship. Not only that, but if we took either one, there would be no room for us to change from our detective uniform into our winter clothing before we arrived at Happy Valley.
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The Adventures of Trina: The Glass Key: Part Seven Burly creatures were digging in the snow, their long, yellow claws flinging powder into the air. Their feet were massive enough to crush any enemy. Their teeth were so long, she almost mistook them as tusks. Camouflaged by their overgrown tufts of white fur, from their ankles to their forehead, where twisted horns reached for the sky, their red pupils burned into her mind.
by ummagine3284 |
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