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	A trip to the Seven Wonders of the (Neopian) World: Part One Today he was finally going to leave his birthplace of Altador for the first time ever, he had been planning this trip for months. by sallynicol
	A Pound Story: Part One While the Neopian Pound looked friendly enough on the outside – one might even mistake it for a cute, but somewhat misplaced little cottage, were it not for the sign – she knew better than most what awaited within. by eyre101619

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"Let Me Tell You A Story" by midnight_sun
Oh! Hello there, stranger. Now that you’ve found my hiding spot, I guess we should talk as to why I’m here. Although maybe I should be asking why you’re here…why are you here? Well, never you mind. I’ve been hoping to tell my story for a while now so I guess it won’t hurt to tell you. My name is Jacque Renaud. Adventurer Renaud to you! Now, I see you snickering in your little corner. You’re thinking; “What? This rather spectacularly dashing young JubJub is an adventurer?” You see my small stature and you think I can’t do it! You all think I can’t do it! Even mother with her warm undertones, pushing me off when I wanted to go exploring in the meadow behind our house. But just you wait! I’ll show all of you! You see, I’m lying in wait for a rather fantastic reason. And I don’t think it’ll hurt to tell you seeing as the wheel is in motion. The stage has been set! The story—ah, I’m sorry. I went off tangent there. But here it is. Behind us, not more than one hundred yards, there’s a Lutari that I’ve been following. Eleanor, that’s her name. She may look unassuming. I mean, she sure doesn’t seem to be anyone worth following. But that’s where you’re wrong. Because a month ago, I happened to stumble into one Eleanor, or EB, as she likes to be called. Well, more like EB stumbled into me but that’s rather common when you’re a JubJub. Now EB was in a bit of a rush, so no sooner had she tripped over me, she was quickly rushing off once again. But little did she know that in her jacket pocket, she had loose leaf of paper that was tightly folded.