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Artefact Hunters: Draikfang

They weren’t quite the only ones out this late, which at least meant there wasn’t any sort of curfew to land them in trouble. But it did increase the...Thumbnail by twillieblossom

by sporty2443
Defenders & Artefacts: Broken Rules

Azul was still kneeling on the floor when his wristband flashed with a blue notification. His eyes were puffy from sobbing quietly. The Cirrus and the Baby Vandagyre were trying...

by water_park1993
Cedar Locke and the Missing Brooch

Cedar stepped into the bedroom. A well-lit space, with floor-to-ceiling windows and a pair of glass doors that led out onto a balcony with white railings beyond, overlooking an...

by kadface
Dungeons and Dimwits

The chamber was grand. Grander than any the party had ever seen. It was far more vast and far more polished than even the likes of Queen Fyora and King Altador could ask...

by kayixu
The Magical Triumvirate

A ripple travelled through the lair, it was soft at first, like the breath of an ancient spell being disturbed. The chamber was lit by flickering green flames, as the air stirred with power each of the candles danced.

by lavo0810
 
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"The Newest Bestseller" by thorindog
It was a beautiful day, how couldn't it be after yesterday's summer rain had brought much needed moisture to her glade. Everything was growing, just like it should, and the grasses, brushes and trees wore a healthy green. As long as Illusen was deep within the forest, surrounded by living nature, she could nearly imagine a Neopia without the horrible greying. But only nearly. So the earth faerie simply did her best to distract herself, to enjoy the little things and to create as much peace for her soul as possible. One of her favorite clearings had been her destination for the morning, with countless tiny flowers speckling the fresh looking grass, the melodic sounds of wild avian Petpets audible and dense bushes surrounding it, Illusen felt at peace. And the morning would have passed by peacefully if not for the sudden appearance of two Gruslens on the path leading through the forest to this clearing. Yipping excitedly, the Petpets raced past her, towards an old oak tree on the edge of the clearing. Not even giving her a glance, the pair was focused on something else. On a thick branch...




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The Newest Bestseller
It was a beautiful day, how couldn't it be after yesterday's summer rain had brought much needed moisture to her glade.

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The Lost Notebook
March 12, Year 3: We are still at sea. No land in sight yet, but strangely, there are birds flying above us in circles, almost as if watching.

by dark_julian3788

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Umbra Penn’s Seven Tips for the Grey Artist
Well, hello there. My name’s Umbra Penn, the Lutari from the Styling Studio. I’ve been asked to Penn (please excuse the pun) an article for this week’s edition of the Neopian Times.

by tylerhuyser

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The Modern Neopian's Guide to Manners
From the perspective of a Pet in-universe (and his editor)

by the_academy_awards

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Fore or Four?!
What's a foreground?? Collab with morphousss & mrBlobby1984

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Ventures - Difference: Part 3
Mission accomplished? Maybe TOO accomplished?

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