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The Important Things

Some things are better than treasure.

by likelife96
Baelia's Burdens #4

I'm sure Baelia didn't find this too hue-morous.

Also by alexipharmic

by certifiabletrash

Ghosts Don't Get Sick

Hey, wait a minute...

by iluminescent
Eclectic Antics: Illusen's Marketing

Being tiny is an everyday struggle.

Also by parody_ham

by amarettoball

Surprise Illusen

Faeries that come out of the bushes are trustworthy... right?

by milkbear
More Like Illusen

Oops...

Also by erianoillim

by saudadesdagripe

What's Down the Symol Hole?

Never leave any food in the symol hole, it will attract nearby petpets.

by singing_meadow
Faerie Quests: Revealed!

That's why Faeries don't ask for help from other Faeries...

Also by chiefgrumpy

by joslucca3000

Life As A Kad: Doctor'

The best kind of treatment.

by anniversarium
#LDN - Leave

Leaving the place he once ruled...To fulfill his destiny.

by gorubeza
When Carrots AREN'T Carrots...

Surprise!

by sn4zzeh
An Old Wive's Tale

And that's where omelettes come from

Also by Yellowpagebeatdown

by josephinefarine

Crafters

amagarn solmrbpe

by ianharrypotter
Avatar Atrocity

Anyone? Help?

by dawgcpa
Too Many Collars

Uhh, he did it?

Also by shadowlugia_92.

by murillion

The Uncanny NeoValley

The Space Faerie has an... unusual sense of humor.

by amn102
 
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"Adventures in Krawk Island" by dunefurandlilypelt
"Rare treasures on sale! Get them now! We brought these back all the way in the Lost Desert, 'ey're so rare," a typical Pirate merchant shouted to everyone in hearing distance on the Warf Wharf. That meant everyone. The guy was loud. Lillian rolled her eyes. All of these pirates were scammers and frauds. The Speckled Uni watched curiously as an obviously gullible female Pirate Shoyru approached the merchant. "What are they?" the lady asked. "Rare gold gems from the caves deep beneath the Lost Desert," he told her. Lillian raised an eyebrow. "What's the price?" A greedy glint lit up the merchant's eyes, and Lillian glared at him. Yes, these merchants were all the same. "I think 250 Dubloons would be a fair price for these treasures," the merchant said with a slippery tongue. "A bargain, even!" 250 anything was an enormous amount for anybody on Krawk Island. Lillian gave a little gulp. This guy was a total rip-off. Just as the Shoyru lady was about to accept, the Uni stepped forward. "Ma'am, sorry to barge in, but you're being cheated." The merchant glared at her. "Let me explain," Lillian began. "Anyone who's been to the Lost Desert knows that its sand would never allow for caves. It's just too loose." Lillian told the customer and the merchant. "So you're obviously lying about where the gems come from." Before the angry merchant could reply, she kept on going. "Besides, gold has never been found in the Lost Desert. Only rubies, emeralds, and the like," Lillian informed them. It was apparent the merchant hadn't done his research.




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The Road to Brightvale
I held my right front hoof over the piece of paper on the table in front of me, then brought it down hard. When I pulled my hoof away, there was a glowing golden hoofprint there. “OK,” I began, looking at the Shoyru across the table from me, “My hoofprint on the contract means that all terms are fulfilled and payment has been handed over. The contract is now closed and cannot be reopened. No further changes can be made, no details can be added or removed, no debates or arguments will hold merit. Are we clear?”

by blackghoulmon

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A Game of Faerie Chess
Fyora, in the head seat at the long table, sat back against the chair. Light from the outside poured in through the atrium windows of the chamber, bathing her council in a warm yellow glow. Twelve faeries—two of each kind—were in attendance. It seemed every few years this topic arose. Every time new council members were brought in, new arguments for and against Illusen came up. As usual, Fyora remained silent and listened to her trusted advisors give their opinions—valid they all were.

by rocknrollpup95

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Post-Pink Blues
For as long as I can remember I have wanted to be Pink. I'd see people posting on the neoboards with their lovely pink avatar and I would turn green with envy. Occasionally I'd even visit the Kadoatery but every time I did I'd leave the Kadoatery feeling defeated and as sad as the unfed kads. A few years passed, then one morning I woke up feeling determined.

by tallydepp

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10 Wearables That Transform Customizations
With thousands of neocash items in existence, it can be overwhelming to design a new customization for your pet. While there are likely hundreds of items that have the ability to completely change an entire customization, I've narrowed it down to ten of my favorites. Each of these items has the potential to add so much to your closet, and perhaps even replace multiple wishlist items.

by painted_dreams87

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Janet and Jane: The Case of the New Addition: Part Three
I couldn't sleep that night. My thoughts were just out of control. Why would Jane get an apprentice? Why did James have to be our apprentice. How would the detective business be affected with him with us for a while? Ugh, never before did I want a period of time to move faster than I did now.

by chasing_stars44

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The Adventures of Trina: The Glass Key: Part Four
Over coughing up sobs, I heard the metal door squeak, and something slipped behind me. I could see it from a shadow on the wall, standing there like stone, its shape overlapping with my quivering silhouette. Even covered in darkness I dared to not let it find my face, soaked and shaken, pressed against the cold surface of the table.

by ummagine3284



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