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Meridell or Brightvale?
Every year, thousands of interested Neopets tour all of Neopia looking for the perfect land to settle down in and build their neohome. The idyllic scene of a simpler time that the lands of Brightvale and Meridell provide always draws in a crowd. Yet once these hopeful Neopets arrive, they can’t seem to decide whether they will call Brightvale or Meridell home. For this very reason, I’ve decided to teach Clopina and everyone reading at home about Brightvale and Meridell. Hopefully by the end, anyone considering moving to either land can gain knowledge before making any decisions.
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Kursak Since an early age, he showed all those around him that he was not destined to be a farmer, much to his parents' delight. All his life he had been taught about honour and had learned that there was a profession in which Neopets could help others, defend them and fight for honour: Knighthood.
by mabi1234 |
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Chance Encounter The week before sign-ups of the Altador Cup, my little sister started bugging me once again. She wanted to go to Altador during the cup to meet the players. She really wanted to talk to everyone that she could. That included her favorite, Tandrak Shaye. I heard that name enough to remember it.
by minaturepincher |
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Seven Dastardly Scrolls There are some scrolls though, seven that I’m going to talk about today, that actually have some negative affects on your pet. I have listed them in order of least dastardly to most, starting with…
by xiaolin10413 |
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Meridell or Brightvale? I’ve decided to teach Clopina and everyone reading at home about Brightvale and Meridell. Hopefully by the end, anyone considering moving to either land can gain knowledge before making any decisions.
by sassyxsandra |
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A Stranger Tale of Goldrun: Part One The Halloween Bori sprinkled a few herbs into the camp fire that made it flare and change colour to an acid green that illuminated the bright face paints smeared across the creature's skull. The Bori stood up, grasping a gnarled staff in his hands, and began to chant as he slowly danced around the fire. Local Petpets stopped in their nocturnal business to watch and listen, and above them even the desert stars seemed to be waiting, as if the Bori's actions were important.
by herdygerdy |
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