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It began so insidiously. I signed in just to do a few dailies, mostly just for the fun of it: Fruit Spin (because I was eternally hopeful for an Eventide Paint Brush), Tombola (because the Tiki Tack Man missed me if I didn’t pay him my daily visit, and occasionally he tossed a nice codestone at me), and Coltzan’s Shrine (because who in her right mind wanted to miss out on free stats?). I made sure that I collected my paltry interest each day with the reasonable anticipation that my meager fortune would grow. And of course, I visited the Shop of Offers. The fifty or a hundred Neopoints I got weren’t what motivated me to go there. Mainly, it was because that smiling Slorg who always greeted me was just so cute. Then along came Anchor Management and Forgotten Shore and (dear blessed Fyora!) a chance to win a Draik egg or a morphing potion. From then on, you couldn’t pay me to stay away from those two dailies. The first time that glorious and conveniently placed little shovel in the sand at the shore resulted in a Draik egg I knew that I was hooked.