The magic picklock is in a blue chest in the Tear Shrine in the Dreamworld.

DOH! I forgot where the magic pick lock is. Help..? :b

On my way now...

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Great place and no climbing involved

As soon as I get laptop up and running Ill get back on mine got a few ideas...Maybe make a road for "someone".

Got my Vote

Love how about it?

Wow, Lars definitely is amazing at getting himself out of those discussions. I agree with Marian - that'd be a lot of fun to drive Lars crazy. Except that he might have to save Rhen at the next speech or dance or wherever...

it gets kinda annoying when i try to get stuff and it says file not found
maybe u should allow people to take stuff 1st then give us the next demo
other than that jus work on wat kin said

w0w,lot of problems u have

well lets start with the srhine
go all southwest after whichwood,ull see 2 ways,one lead to dock(u cant use it right now, u need the ship) and the next one to shrine.then go northwest, climb stairs and follow the path to the shrine,enter and talk to all women,also go to the east door and talk to the ghost for her quest,its not as hard as u think

ur lvl 29? lol, im 31 and i have all rellics exept dream,this is a little high for u yet

bout the blue frog, complete the haunted village quest, get the canoe,go in the canoe north till u see some stairs,climb em and ull arrive animal village,just go to all houses and find frederick le mew,he will join party,but u will take a while to get the frog

i hope this will help u ^^

Many late congrats to shaz and Kin! I know you'll both do great in your new roles.

Argentina

Not anymore! I am!

Grin sheepishly.

WWYDI cartoons were real like in 'Who Framed Roger Rabbit'?

milk

yank

997,864

crying

circumnavigating

1923

Banned for having a beautiful nature avvie.

Okay, I'll be nice and update now, even if i'm still not finished typing it!! but, i think you guys deserve to see it now, even before my teacher. I only turned half of it in, and it was so long, i didn't even get in toruble. sorry, it's kinda short. But the rest should be up tonight! either that or i'll be in big trouble. 0_o

I was awakened by the phone, which had started to ring downstairs in the hallway. I could hear my mom getting up in the room next to mine, and decided to just let her get it and go back to sleep.
I heard my mom going down the stairs as I closed my eyes. Only a few seconds after I closed my eyes, my mom shouted, “Dave, honey, get up! Crin will be over soon!”
I ignored her and tried to go back to sleep. Then I heard my mom come back upstairs and walk down the hall towards my bedroom. Then she opened my door, the light from the hallway making a big figure of her shadow.
I opened my dark blue eyes, only to stare into my mother’s light brown ones.
“I mean it, get up Dave,” my mom said.
“Just a few--”
“No. Now,” my mother interrupted me.
“Okay, okay, fine. I’ll get up.”
After I had gotten up, showered, and dressed, it was only a few minutes wait until Crin got here.
“Hey, are you ready?” I asked her as she came through the door.



“Good morning to you too. Yes, of course I’m ready! If I wasn’t ready I wouldn’t be here!” I answered Dave’s question.
“Okay, okay, it was just a question,” Dave said.
“If you’re done with questions, let’s go!” I insisted.
“Okay. Remember, I’m going upstairs, you’re going downstairs,” Dave said. Either he had listened very, very wrong to what I said yesterday, or he was trying to trick me, because I never agreed to go downstairs.
“Opposite way actually. But I’ll give you a point for effort,” I said.
Our moms were having a conversation, so I decided not to say anything to my mom as Dave and I went to inspect the little doors.
I got the upstairs, of course. That meant I got the really tiny, whatever they are.
I went up the stairs quickly, two at a time, in my excitement. I ran down the hallway towards the storage room the tiny door had been in.



I had no clue what was going to be behind the door in the basement, but I hoped they would be friendly. Now for my other problem; how do I get through the tiny door?
I had hoped I could’ve tricked Crinsonavia into going downstairs, but that hadn’t worked. If it had I wouldn’t be here, walking down the stairs to the basement and knocking on the small wooden door.
I heard the barks and growls from the other room cease as I knocked. One of them got up, I could hear the chair fall over, and opened the door.
I was somewhat surprised to find a goblin, well, miniature goblin, standing there.
“You comin’ in or not?” the goblin asked.
I was too shocked at hearing the goblin speak English to answer with words, so I just nodded.
The other side of the door was amazing! There was tile on the floor that looked like it was made of gold, though the walls, that were just plain stone, looked very weird with the tile floor. However, what amazed me most was how big the room was. Well, at least area wise, but height wise, it was really short. I had to half crawl.
There were a lot of goblins as well, too many to even count! Yet they all managed to fit into that one room! Then when they all slept they’d take up even more room, and how they all fit is just amazing!
“Come with me,” the goblin who opened the door said, though I didn’t know of it was a demand or not.
“Who are you?” I asked, completely forgetting manners in my amazement.
“I’m Zeluo, Right now I’m taking you to meet our king, Aleoin. We’ve been expecting you,” Zeluo said. I wanted to ask what he meant by ‘We’ve been expecting you,’ but thought now wouldn’t be the best time to ask questions.
Zeluo led me down the aisle made by the two extremely long tables. He wasn’t really bothering to tell me about the place, and I wasn’t so keen to ask. At the back of the aisle, there was the biggest of all the miniature goblins on a, well, on something that I’m guessing was suppose to be a throne of some sort.
“Is he the one?” The king, Aleoin, asked, addressing Zeluo. I guess it’s easy for goblins to get from one place to the other, because Zeluo hadn’t said a thing about me.
“I believe so,” Zeluo answered.
“Then you may go,” Aleoin said, dismissing Zeluo.
“Of course,” Zeluo answered, though he didn’t look happy about it.
“What is your name?” Aleoin asked me.
“Dave,” I answered, though for a brief moment I was surprised I hadn’t stammered.
“Hm, well, is there someone else with you?” Aleoin asked.
“Um, no,” I said, confused because if someone was with me, wouldn’t he have seen them?
“I don’t man here, exactly, I mean before you came through the door to us,” The king insisted.
“No,” I lied.
“Alright, you are not the one. Tell no one of this meeting,” Aleoin said.
“Not like anyone would believe me,” I said.
“There are-- no, no, you’re right,” Aleoin said, looking nervous all of a sudden, as though something terrible would befall him any minute.



I had finally just decided to knock on the small door and a faerie answered it! Then it shrunk me so I could fit through the small door! Shrinking, however doesn’t have the greatest feeling.
The little faerie turned to me and said, in a sweet voice, “I’m Isabella, though you may call me Bella, and I’m going to take you to meet our queen, Hiako, to see something. But, along the way to the throne room, I’m going to show you on a tour of the areas we pass by. Also, don’t be afraid to ask questions.”
Isabella led me through a few hallways; left, right, right, left, forward, left, forward. She had pointed to different doors along the way, but how she remembered them all I had no idea! My head had started to hurt after trying to remember them all, so I just stopped, knowing that I’d probably forget all of them the next day anyways.
“Here is the throne room,” Isabella said. That’s when it hit me that I was really going to meet a faerie queen! I took a deep breath, then entered the room.
The throne room was beautiful! However, compared to it’s owner it was nothing! The queen had shining dark brown, nearly black, eyes. Her dark brown hair fell in beautiful curls to just a bit past her shoulders, and on her crown was a beautiful crown of red and white roses.
I could tell by her flowers and red and white dress that Hiako was a healer and a battler. Isabella had explained that faeries wearing all white were healers, while faeries wearing all red were battlers, or faeries that were sent to battle. They could tell all this from the color of the faeries wings, where I noticed the queen’s were a shade of pink. I figured that since pink was a combination of red and white, and since no other faerie I’d seen, had that shade on their wings, that pink would be the way to tell if a faerie were a healer and a battler. Faeries with wings colored differently then red, white, or the occasional pink, could wear whatever they wanted, as long as it wasn’t red or white.