Week - 221 The Darkest Faerie Rises: Part One by ewagon

Description: She was a young dark faerie who hated who she was. She did not want to be evil or cruel; she thought that it was not fair that she could not decide what kind of faerie she was to be...

Week - 222 The Darkest Faerie Rises: Part Two by ewagon

Description: "Because, Drakar, no dark faerie alone is strong enough. But together, with you as our leader, we cannot fail."

Week - 223 The Darkest Faerie Rises: Part Three by ewagon

Description: "Council, I come before you again not as your subject, but as your current and future ruler. I will take you on either one at a time or all at once, whichever you prefer..."

Week - 224 The Darkest Faerie Rises: Part Four by ewagon

Description: "Well, what is your plan then, Fyora?"

Week - 229 Neglect's Revenge: Part One by ewagon

Description: His owner spotted the dismay in his eyes and said, "Cheer up, Vendette, we're only another one hundred thousand neopoints away from your Darigan paint brush..."

Week - 230 Neglect's Revenge: Part Two by ewagon

Description: "Lousy kids! I'm not giving out any quests right now. Come back later. On second thought, don't come back later, don't come back ever again!"

Week - 231 Neglect's Revenge: Part Three by ewagon

Description: Vendette was speechless; now he could be painted Darigan. "So that means that if I chose to be painted Darigan, I could be?"

Week - 232 Neglect's Revenge: Part Four by ewagon

Description: Vendette thought about that, pondering the potential consequences. "I have to save my sister, and I can't do it alone. I need your help."

Week - 233 How The Drenched Came To Be: Part One by ewagon

Description: "I will be banished because of this 'blessing.' This is no blessing for me, it's an awful curse! You've never had the weight of Maraqua on your shoulders..."

Week - 234 How The Drenched Came To Be: Part Two by ewagon

Description: And something that worried her even more, she was having a bad vision despite the fact that she was blessed with good visions. For a split second she wondered if now there were no more good visions to see...