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Week - 160
The Keeper of Maraqua: Genesis
by jedimaster891 | | Description: She had never seen Queen Aangeela before, nor
had she seen been in the Palace of Maraqua. Micella hadn't even seen the Palace
up close. |
| Week - 163
The Keeper of Maraqua: Fugitive
by jedimaster891 | | Description: There were three, a water faerie and two dark
faeries. They looked as though they were searching for something and Melleia
had every reason to think that it might be her. |
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Riddle of the Blades
by jedimaster891 | | Description: If you cannot answer the riddle asked, When you face an opponent yet unmasked,
My help will not be mine to give,
So find the answer if you wish to live.
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The Keeper of Maraqua: Return
by jedimaster891 | | Description: Melleia felt tears in her eyes. It had been
so close: her heart's deepest desire - to see her late sister's face alive again
- and it was just a dream... |
| Week - 206
The Keeper of Maraqua: Conclusion
by jedimaster891 | | Description: Behind Melleia and Wyneb swam an armed water
faerie, who held the chains that were connected to Melleia and Wyneb's handcuffs.
The cackling guard was herding her captives toward a place Melleia knew well:
her old home, the Palace of Maraqua... |
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 The History of Acaras
Many wonder where these delightful but devious Neocreatures come from. Some
say their ears stuck out of Meridell soil waiting to be picked in the summer
months.
by astrobabe5 |
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 In Defense of the Lab Ray
I am no more evil than an Usuki doll, yet when I walk the
streets of Neopia, pets and owners alike often cower in fear or make disgusted
faces. Yet I do not regret my time spent under the Ray at all.
by zenfishsticks |
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 Benny the Blade
Yet, despite it all, customers and tourists from
all over the world would stop by the Golden Dubloon as often as possible. The
food was good, and the regulars of this pub were armed with wit, charisma, and
a need to spill out stories of their days upon the grand sea...
by christinetran |
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