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 | A Hero's Journey: Squire"Located in northwestern Meridell and nestled among the mountains, the village of Trestin was a considerable distance away from the castle. Though a river ferry had carried..."
by precious_katuch14 |  | Salem of the Sway"Within the confines of the cell, Salem sat shoulder to shoulder with his father, glued to his side in fear of losing him again. He would..."
by skittleskit09 |  | The Timeless Tale"When it comes to magic, the first place that comes to mind is Faerieland. And so, at dawn, the two companions embarked on a journey aboard a small makeshift ship, anchored by Keraiem at Altador Harbour..."
by chlo26 |  | Ashes of the Alabriss"Hanso had made significant progress with Taffy. Between respecting his boundaries, feeding him while Brynn was at the stable, and occasionally offering him treats, the Naalala was now confident enough to allow Hanso to pet him…"
by salem_822 |  | Elizia and the Krawk Island Boat Race"Elizia awoke the next day with a shock. Two beady black eyes were staring straight into hers. She fell back into her pillow, and realised she was looking at..."
by platinum_marauder |  | A Most Vexing Mystery"Fearing the outbreak of a third war, Lord Darigan will stop at nothing to find Sir Jeran. Thankfully, he has an inkling of what may have become of the Champion of Meridell..."
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"The Young Archer " by quartu
Altador was lovely this time of year. The sea breeze was cool and gentle, the smells of fresh pastries and floral perfume filled every corner of the city. They had begun preparing for the Altador Cup, decorations of each team colour hung proudly over the Arena District. Far from the city, however, near the quaint wheat fields, Morgan, a yellow acara sat still amongst the gently swaying wheat, her trusty training bow lay in her lap as she contemplated the events of the day. She had been spending her summers in the great city for as long as she could remember, studying archery under the guidance of the mighty King himself. Her parents had done a great deed for the city, so the council had no problem looking after young Morgan while her family was preoccupied with their duties. She didn’t mind it one bit, getting to learn about Altador’s vast and rich history and hearing tales of the council's heroics were a few of her favourite activities. However, being surrounded by so many great heroes made her feel quite inadequate at times. Fidgeting with her bow she stared out over the rolling farm hills, even outside its grand walls the land was so beautiful and the acara took it all in peacefully. As she sat still her muscles began to ache.
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 The Unexpected Gift
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 The Young Archer
"Altador was lovely this time of year. The sea breeze was cool and gentle, the smells of fresh pastries and floral perfume filled every corner of the city..."
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 Are Your Negg Prizes Gathering Dust?
Well, folks, that’s a wrap on another successful Festival of Neggs! Neopians gathered in Faerieland this year to celebrate one of the most popular annual events. Yes, the Festival of Neggs
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