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" by hatsuomi
This story began when all planets appeared in Neopia, yes, that day when the galaxy showed a signal of life.
There was this little grundo, called Niorelia leader of a small community of Grundos after Sloth took virtupets, she had a “civilization” and she was going to be the queen of that place, that community didn’t have a name, they just called it “Home”
Niorelia’s parents wanted a good lifestyle for her, so that’s why they decided to move with all grundos they can reunite, they built a place to live, even though, their everyday’s routine consisted in camouflage, training and risks because Sloth wanted to control everything.
Niorelia’s parents after years of fighting and defending their ideals, they were old, both painted elderly and Niorelia knew that some day they will turn into stars (That’s what the myth says) one regular day she woke up feeling something different, the guards went for her to tell bad news about her parents…. Yes, they weren’t in his room, but the weird thing is that their clothes were in the bed…
Niorelia shed a tear and knew their parents were stars now… She already know what she was going to deal, leading a whole community, saving them, training them sounds like… A difficult assignment to do, eh? Time gone by and Niorelia grew up as someone fierce with a great attitude of leadership, but someone who loves to express her feelings…
It was one regular night when something happened, she was looking at the stars, as she always did, but then some stars shined… It wasn’t anything normal, it was like a type of communication… She didn’t pay too much attention, but that became a pattern, every night she walk through the night watching the sky, like reading a Message… She thought her parents were trying to say something about the community or Sloth, or just a signal of “We’re here” but it was something else… Something powerfull leading Niorelia into a great power…
|Battle at Sea|
The dainty paws’ of the infamous pirate captain Rowan pats against the deck of the faded walnut color of the wooden deck, as she peeks through the clear crystal telescope that fits in her paw perfectly.
The shadowy figures slunk through the dank tunnels. As the sludge dripped off their daggers and spears, they trudged higher and higher. They reached the hidden gate and cast the spell that would open the enchanted gate.
|The Whispering Wail Sword:Part Four|
Deep in the old castles of Meridell, Mina and Talzadon stood by the armor-filled well, despondent. Mina had stopped breathing fire while they contemplated their options in the darkness. “I’ve got an idea,” she said almost solemnly, “but it’s up to you to make it work.”