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Issue: 763 | 6th day of Sleeping, Y19 |
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Headlines "Crimson Chaos" by gleerebel I made my way through the cavern, taking precautions. There could be spikes or something lying in the vicinity that I was oblivious about.
And sadly I was not mistaken, there was an array of spikes in the ground. I used my jet pack to fly over them, because if I chose to jump then obviously it would be the end of me. Once I landed back on the surface, I maintained my precautions. Next I accidentally stepped on a purple trigger that blended in the rough surface. It set off a set of arrows, which thankfully I dodged.
I successfully made it and examined the glowing chest. There was an abnormally shiny, silvery lock on it. "Good thing I came prepared." I stated out loud and picked the lock with a hairpin. The chest opened, containing the most beautiful sight that I have ever seen in all of Neopia. It was an amulet with a blood red stone, wrapped within a golden circular border with points branching off it. It contained a gray chain with some gold dots. I was mesmerized by this discovery. "The Amulet of Thilg". I then placed a replica of the chest quickly onto the platform to avoid the third most common booby trap in almost every cave. I pocketed the real artifact.
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Almost as if to prove her wrong, it was at that moment she heard the sound of someone sniveling. She got up and looked behind the building, only to see a Neopet curled up in a ball, with a hat covering her head and her face buried in her arms.
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by kahlen369 |
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Southward Bound: Part One Osa quickly introduced herself to Brynn and Hanso. “Since you’re both going to the same place I am, we could join our forces together. I must admit that I’d feel much better with two heroes along with me!”
“Hey, that sounds great! Her magic, your sword, my expertise in acquiring stuff!”
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Dreaming of Adventure: Part Four “Hey, look who it is! Cairo!” Stevie interrupted Ramona and Sweet’s conversation and pointed with his stubby trunk.
The adults turned to look and Stacie stirred on Sweet’s lap. The eventide Wocky had just entered the inn. The dinner crowd had just begun to enter.
Sweet looked at Ramona and tilted her head towards Cairo. “Would you mind if I spoke to Cairo? There are some things I feel must be said to him. He is the cause of all of this mess that we are currently in.”
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