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Issue: 262 | 20th day of Collecting, Y8 |
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Headlines "A People Deceived!" by lockshensa Now they lived in peace, thanks to the grace and wisdom of Lord Kass. All her life, the majestic Eyrie had guided them. Posters, speeches, and fellow pets spoke of his greatness. It wasn't something that could be denied; it simply was. Lord Kass's goodness was as firm and unchangeable as the cycle of the seasons...
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Once Upon A Ship The Poogle quickly ran up and down the cages,
looking in each one. They were all empty! Every last one. Each door swung open
on its hinges. She knew immediately what she had to do...
by monkeybytes |
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The Last Attempt When they finally arrived at the beach, Maerzadi
was immediately a little intimidated by the vast amount of water. He was really
hesitant to just jump right in even if he was riding on Yasil's back. Yasil
tried everything...
by aerissdb |
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To Paint Or Not to Paint? Why do most players
paint their pets? How do they decide which paint brushes to buy? And how do they
decide which pets will be painted? In a little experiment of my own, I asked players
on the Help Boards...
by x__sayitaintso__x |
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The Battledome Blues: Species Uncovered I've
written this guide to hopefully give you more insight on a species' advantage,
especially in the 'dome. When used smartly, it can even mean the difference
between a win or a lose, while at the same time giving you new strategy options.
by phanthasm |
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Fire and Gold: Part Four "Oh, so you're the one!" said the Fountain
Faerie. "I've been hearing a lot about you. For the past few days, it's
been nothing but requests from people who got mixed up in that mess. I've been
doing all I can to straighten it out, but not everyone has the means to travel
to Faerieland, and it's been more work than I can handle..."
by silvormoon |
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Needed Adventure: Part Nine The pets who had been hovering at the edges
of their cages, staring out at the freedom before them as if at an old friend
who they had thought long dead, now were galvanized into action. Those who could
leapt from their cages with shouts of triumph...
by tdyans |
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