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September Chronicles are now published. Please enjoy them, and comment on your favorite Articles! There is a puzzle for you to solve, can you earn some MC and a little MP for your pocket?
You need to solve the puzzle, and answer the question it asks.
(two words, as found onsite. capitalization does not matter.)

Without further ado, our winners for the month are listed below. Congratulations to them all!  Please make sure to head in when voting opens to get your votes in next month.  :) 

Art
1st- Stick
 
Poetry
1st- Unnamed
2nd- Skyleigh

We must post a note regarding contests. Keep your entries within the limits and keep them focused on this Site. We do not need Avatar fan fiction, or scenes from your favorite episode of Darkwing Duck. (Unless you feature an Aetra in the lead perhaps?) 

We have no member articles to publish in this month's Chronicles! However, Ruthie did lend an article and has earned herself a Chronicles Avatar!

Remember that we are always on the lookout for writers for the Chronicles. If your entry is published, you could win this exclusive Avatar and some MP for your hard work. Head to the Newsdesk, located in the games section to get your articles in!



There are also a few new published books for everyone in Mistica to enjoy! The following titles now have stories to accompany them in the Library! Two of these tomes are brand new! Who will be the first to read their stories?


 

~Mistic Team

 

The Jumboyo Chief at Tribal Trades certainly is having a grand old time!  He's unveiled a few more items to celebrate, who will be the first to get their paws on these additions?




Enjoy the hunt for these new books!


~Mistic Team 

Last night to get your entries in at our NewsDesk, (found in the Games area of the site) If you want to be published in the Chronicles that is due out tomorrow!!

And fashion galore!   Let's celebrate our Jumboyo Village pets in style! Seems like the whole village is in an uproar over the appearance of the Legendaries. Tatenda sure has her hands full with those youngsters, they are bouncing off the walls with excitement!


The Jumboyo Chief has authorized some new fashiosn to be made so the new Legendaries of Mistica can feel closer to the jumboyo tribes. How will you dress up with these new items?
   
 

Perhaps you should keep your eyes peeled for the Delight Pixie, she's got some Jumboyo Village Pinatas to share!
 

To really get in the Jumboyo groove, head to the giveaway to pick up this new Koko Visual!
 

~Mistic Team 

Are you eager for more knowledge of our new Legendary races? Head to Mistic Chat to whet your appetite and learn more information! For our younger members, or those without access to the Forums, you can head directly to the helpsite at: MisticPetsHelp.com and read up!

The Weekly Raffle has come to a close, and we are very happy to announce the latest lucky Mistican to fill their coffers!

Congratulations to cavecat, who has won 829,500 MC in this weeks raffle!

Head on over to purchase your tickets now for a chance to win big!

Thanks, Mistic Team.

"Arrr, dry yer tears Mistica. I"ll be back again before too long. Perhaps even before another year passes by!  I brought ye treats, that will last a long while, and surprises of bountiful booty as well! My secrets I've spilled, and I've brought ye new mates so SMILE for Pandoria's sake!"

Looks like Cap'n Jack is taking his leave of Mistica, but he certainly has left his mark with the influx of Legendaries to our part of the world! 

He's not leaving without one more surprise, so head on over to the Giveaway and get yourself a special surprise indeed!
 

Two rare items, only available in the giveway for a VERY limited time, else you can pick up a set in the Credit Shop!

We also had some members mail and ask about our Tags. So we thought we'd post them one more time, and display the contents of each for easy viewing!

Items are random when you open your tag, this is to keep the prices lower for the collections. They are also available if you'd like in the Plot Shop. 

Thank you all for your reception of the Legendary System, everyone has worked very had on this feature for over 2 years. We hope that it will be a feature that everyone will enjoy for years to come. 

~Mistic Team 

New Poll is up, let us know your input! 

The vast gardens of the Mistica Kingdom palace were glowing with color under a pale blue sky, the flower’s delicate petals swaying in time to the gentle breeze that brought a slight chill to say that spring was ending. 

Joel had to admit that even in his most elaborate dreams he hadn’t pictured his wedding day as beautiful as this. A silvery white arch of intricate latticework curved over his head, dripping with wild red roses adorned with minute golden bells fastened to their stems. The guests were all sitting, arrayed on either side so an aisle of palest pink silk ran between them. Joel saw the scruffy Captain Jack Skillow looking quite put together in clothes that were at least clean, and around him sat an odd grouping of people that Joel didn’t know.

There were the Imps and Sprites of course, the former having been invited under strict conditions that they not cause trouble (though King Mephitic had declined the offer). Prince Arman and Princess Aisling were beaming at him from the very front row. However, Joel could also see one pale blue woman with wavy hair and purple fins, a dark skinned creature with enormous bat-like wings pressed tight into his body, and a human like himself, along with a similar creature whose ears were sweeping and pointed. The king had informed Joel earlier that these were guests of Captain Jack Skillow, brought on his ship to one of Mistica’s largest land masses.

Suddenly, the band of Sprites set out behind Joel and the king began to play a soft melody, and Princess Alana’s three maids made their way down the aisle. Dressed in soft gold and with a small bouquet of lotuses, they were followed by three of the men who had closest with Joel against the Imps, more somber in simple black tuxedos.

And then everyone rose and turned to the aisle. The music swelled, rising in pitch like an ocean wave, and at the height of it Princess Alana stepped out onto the silken pathway. Joel couldn’t help but stare at his lovely bride, her black hair elegantly knotted and stark against her soft pale skin, the ruffled white gown she wore adorned with colorful flowers – the Sprite’s addition. 

As she reached Joel the Sprites’ music faded away, and the king began to speak.

“We are here after a great trial to celebrate a lifelong union,” he declared, “I give Joel my full blessing, and from now on, he will be as a son to me.” And then the king turned to Joel. “Joel, do you vow to protect Princess Alana, to love her unconditionally, until death?”

Joel swallowed; he could feel his hands shaking, but his voice came out steady: “I do.”

The king nodded and then turned to his daughter; Joel thought he heard the distinguished man blink back a tear. “And Princess Alana, do you vow to stand by Joel, to love him unconditionally, until death?”

The princess’s face lit up with a smile and she nodded. “I do!”

“Then I declare you, before Pandoria and by my right as king, man and wife, Prince and Princess of the realm! You may kiss the bride.”

And Joel did, and the crowd stood to their feet and cheered.

After making their way back down the aisle once again, Joel and Alana led the guests out into the courtyard, where tables draped in silvery white and bearing enormous, elaborate floral centerpieces dotted the marble floor. Joel and Alana went to the small white gazebo set up with their table, standing on the steps to address the guests.

Joel raised his voice, and the crowd hushed to listen. “The Princess and I have a surprise for you all,” he announced, and saw curious eyebrows raised, “we want to reward everyone for their valiant efforts in keeping the kingdom safe, and so we have a tent set up with an assortment of rare things to choose from. Please enjoy yourselves!” And resisting the urge to add in a dig at the Imps, Joel and Alana turned to take their seats.

Plot Shop!

You heard them Mistica, click the happy couple above to access the Plot Shop. You can check your points for all your hard work and pick out your rewards.  Those joining in the fight this year had scores ranging from 1 point, up to above 5,000!! 

We'd like to congratulate our top plot players:
(Overall, those scoring over 2500 points!)
Deedeeme(s)
Caitlingal(s)
 Sherry(s)
Kauri (i)
Special Notice for Melody(s) and Ruthie(i) who both blew us away with the top staff scores!
(s)=Sprite (i)-Imp
Perhaps those with enough points to get Daydream and Nightmare Boxes in the shop may be interested in these amazing new pets? 



Introducting our Legendary Characters!

(CLICK ABOVE TO ACCESS YOUR LEGENDARIES)
The cat is out of the bag, and the Legendary characters are here in Mistica to stay! Head on in to Mistic Chat to read a handy guide, and to get started creating your very own avatar for the world of Mistica. 

The stars randomly appearing on clothing? That means they are now wearable by all six races of Mistica. So let's welcome the Humans, Kelpies, Sprites, Imps, Gargoyles, and Fey to Mistica with a rousing round of applause of the hard work of the entire team that brought them to life!

If you've been dying to dress like a Princess, a royal Prince or an Imp King you are in luck with these amazing new Tags!

Each of these tags, include items to create an ensemble look. When you open it, you will be awarded a random item from the set. The sets are listed in the item description so you may preview them at  your leisure. 
(These are also available in the Plot shop, no MP required. The bags are random to allow us to keep the price lowered at 25MP) 
Flashy Fashion is now carrying some more fantastic clothing, so head in to get yours now!



~Mistic Team 

The pirates haven't given up their hold on Mistica yet! They have spread out over the land, telling tales of distant shores and hinting about great things to come, what could it be?

All of Mistica is already bursting with excitement over the impending marriage of the Princess Alana and her brave and dashing gardener, Joel.  Flowers are bursting from every garden as they work towards the big day.

A few more items have made their way to the shops, if you go visit Makoto, he's got some scurvy treasures indeed!


While Creepy Crittes has a very odd new addtion, but it's quite beautiful! In a creepy sort of way...


Last, but not least, these stickers are now stocking in the Toy Factory!


Happy shopping Mistica, these items will only be around for a limited time, so keep yer eyes peeled for the pirate booty!

~Mistic Team

Cap'n Jack is ruffling feathers all over Mistica with his rougish charm! He's made up for it in small ways, bringing some amazing items for various shopkeepers to sell! Makoto isn't the only receipient of the Pirate's Bounty!

Pandoria herself has gotten a hold of an amazing little sea creature egg...


That pirate wasn't only carrying cloth on this ship for the Princess, he also had some Flashy Fashions tucket away for Lance! Lance surely must be in heaven with all this new stock! 






And he's retreated to his ship with a message for all the Mistican Landlubbers!
"Aye ye may call me a scallywag, but I know ye all love the goods I bring but once a year to the shores of Mistica. On me ship, I've travelled further than most, and seen many an amazing sight! Be grateful fer my wandering ways, I bring treasures and surprises just in time fer the Royal Wedding! Just you wait!"

What else could Cap'n Jack be bringing to the shores of Mistica?

~Mistic Team

The castle was full to bursting with excited Sprites – seamstresses fitting all the lords and ladies in fine dresses and suits, decorators flitting around the ceiling and marble pillars, draping everything in bright green ivy and wild roses, so the entire palace was filled with their heady, sweet scent.

Princess Alana had joined her parents in the throne room, seated on her delicate throne of woven blossoms. A guard had just informed them that a surprise visitor had arrived bearing gifts, though he had seemed a bit wary as to whether the king and queen should even see the stranger.

Alana understood his hesitance as soon as the throne room doors were thrown open; they admitted a scruffy looking Haruba who did not walk, but sauntered right up to the royals and gave a sweeping bow with so many flourishes Alana wondered if he was mocking them. He stood and she frowned, noticing a slight tilt to his posture; he didn’t seem to be able to stand completely upright without wavering.

“I would like to know what stranger demands an immediate audience with me, especially now,” the king demanded, his eyes narrowed. Alana knew he wasn’t thrilled about being bothered in the middle of wedding plans.

The Haruba flashed a roguish grin, undaunted by the king’s impatience. “Why, I’m Cap’n Jack Skillow, and my ship is the Black Pyre,” he said, as though his name alone was sufficient answer to any question, “and I’ve come to say congratulations to that pretty daughter of yours.” He winked, and the king leaned forward in his throne, glaring now. “And to that end, I’ve brought a gift.”

Princess Alana was curious despite herself as the captain turned and, in his paws, lifted up a small gift bag, silver in color. She stifled a grin at the shocked look on her parent’s faces at such a shock, but a moment later a gasp escaped her throat as the packaging was opened.

Captain Jack now held a square of fine, silvery white cloth, and even from this distance Princess Alana could see the way light reflected off its surface, smooth as water, giving the impression of hidden colors as it reflected each beam.

The king sat back, his eyebrows threatening to disappear into his hairline. Alana swallowed a giggle; she’d never seen him speechless before!

But it only took him a few moments to recover. “We will see that such a fine gift is given to the best seamstress,” he said, “and if you wish, you are welcome to attend the wedding.” The words seemed forced, but it would have been the height of rudeness to just kick Captain Jack out of the castle after such a show of generosity, even if he did look in desperate need of a bath. Cap'n Jack was handed a scroll invitation to the celebrations.

“Well, Your Highness, I do thank you,” he said, giving another elaborate but unbalanced bow as one of Alana’s maids rushed forward to take the cloth from him. A guard then stepped in to escort the Haruba out, and the king sighed, turning to look at his daughter.

“My dear, this is the most complicated wedding I have ever been a part of,” he informed her.

Cap'n Jack Skillow has returned, and he is just in time for a royal celebration!

Makoto and other shopkeepers around Mistica are full up on Pirate goodies, so keep an eye out and get them while you can!

And many MORE!

Can anyone tell me what's going on in the forums? Seems like everyone is possessed by some long dead pirate or something, Cap'n Jack will feel right at home! Seems the yearly Pirate invasion is here, and what timing they have!

~Mistic team

The Weekly Raffle has come to a close, and we are very happy to announce the latest lucky Mistican to fill their coffers!

Congratulations to meggy124124, who has won 255,200 MC in this weeks raffle!

Head on over to purchase your tickets now for a chance to win big!

Thanks, Mistic Team.

The journey to the castle was slow but Joel couldn’t remember being any happier. Without pausing to so much as wash his face from the dirt of the fight, guards at the front gates immediately led him and Alana into the throne room, where the king and queen were waiting. Both were pale and worn, but as soon as their eyes fell on their daughter, it was as if a light was rekindled behind their eyes.

Joel bowed as the princess ran to embrace her parents, and for several moments there was silence except for sniffling from the queen as she fought back tears of joy. Then the king turned to regard Joel, who stiffened, exhausted and anxious.

“You have far exceeded my expectations, Joel,” said the king, “I did not believe a farmer could so capably handle all the tasks I set you, and I cannot refuse a man who risked his own life to rescue my daughter. We will begin preparations today…after you have all been dressed properly,” he added, raising an eyebrow at the rags Alana had walked in wearing.

And so after Joel and the princess had washed and eaten, Prince Arman and Princess Aisling had arrived and brought with them a crowed of colorful Sprites. They declared that a wedding on such short notice would require so many hands, and were all too willing to help the man who had helped them drive back the Imps for another year.

Congratulations! Plans are under way for the wedding of the century! In the meantime, please admire your new trophies! For all those that chose a side, you have now been awarded these:



And you may wish to check out our new CONTESTS! Art, Poetry and Writing all have new Spooky themes, and are just crying out for entries. This is a fun theme, and there is both MP and MC up for grabs so get your entries in!

The winners this month have been pre-chosen without voting being enabled becasue they were the only entry in each grouping related to the site as rules dictate. Due to this contact will be made in regards to prizes and entries. Please keep site rules in mind, keep your contest entries on topic and related to the site.
Please tune in at when the Chronicles are published to see the entries that were chosen.

~Mistic Team

Then a familiar voice shouted above the din, “Away from her!” and Alana couldn’t help herself. She jumped up, gathering the tattered skirts of the dress Mephitic had forced her to wear, because she wouldn’t be sitting on her ugly throne for much longer.

Joel emerged from the black, dead tree trunks and bushes, a sword in his hand and an odd glow around him. Alana blinked and realized it was the brightness of an entire army, Sprites with their wings glittering, chasing back the shadows, and the glint of swords and daggers that had caused the Imp’s defeat.

Alana didn’t wait; she ran down to Joel, barely feeling the brush of Mephitic’s talons as he reached out to snatch her back. Joel wrapped his arm around her shoulders, holding her close; Alana could feel him shaking beside her but he held out his sword with a steady hand.

“You’re done, Mephitic,” he declared, his gentle eyes all but on fire as he glared at the vile thing that had taken his love, “Crawl back into the filth where you came from!”

Mephitic could only stand there, alone; his guards and minions had deserted at the sight of the vast army, and now a blade was pointed at his heart. He drew himself up with all the regal bearing he could muster, sneering down at the man and the princess who thought they had won. “Very well,” he said, his voice smooth like oil, “I admit defeat, for now. But know this: your kingdom, dear princess, will forever be a target for me. You will never sleep safely.”

And with that, he turned and slipped into the shadows.

Joel shook his head and lowered his sword; there were no enemies anymore. He turned and smiled down at the woman beside him, who, in a most un-princess like manner, laughed aloud and stood on her toes to kiss him.

The Sprites behind them let out a cheer, and the victorious army turned to lead the princess and her new love out of the darkness.

Congratulations to the SPRITES! True love conquered all and Joel has rescued his Princess. Great job everyone!

Will the King keep his word, will there be a royal wedding? Tune in tomorrow to find out!

~Mistic Team

King Mephitic, exhausted and furious at the slow progress of the battle, was pacing in front of his throne, his dirty claws clenched as though desperately wishing to choke someone. With a growl he whipped around to face Princess Alana, who sat still as a statue in her own wilted seat. Blue eyes staring straight ahead, she regarded the Imp guards surrounding her as though they were dirt on the bottom of her shoe, and suddenly King Mephitic found her regal gaze maddening.

“Lower your eyes before your betters!” He snarled, and the guards tightened their circle around the princess. Alana, however, turned her head slowly to look at the king, fighting to keep her countenance stoic. She would not allow this bit of filth the satisfaction of frightening her.

Alana’s blue eyes narrowed, belying the hard hammering that was her heart in her chest. Truly, this dark place should have had her cowering on the floor, but she hadn’t been trained that way. A weak princess was a weak queen. “Could it be your army is falling back?” She said airily, a hint of contempt in her soft voice, “You were not so affected by me before.”

King Mephitic stormed up to her, putting his face so close to Alana’s that the guards scattered and she could smell the rotting stench that was his breath. She wrinkled her nose but did not look away. “You, little princess, will soon learn where you sit! This is not your kingdom; you hold no sway here, so maybe that throne has gone to your head. Maybe I’ll have you sit at my feet on the floor where you belong!”

Alana squared her shoulders. “The seat does not make the ruler,” she pointed out, and spat in his face.

Mephitic’s red eyes widened and he suddenly looked quite deranged; Alana wondered if she’d gone too far but before he could reach for his dagger or raise his hand to hit her, a great cry rose up behind them, growing louder by the moment. The Imp king turned, bewildered, and Princess Alana felt her heart stop. Was it Joel, come to save her, or the shouts of victorious Imps coming home from the battlefield?

...
Victory at last! But... who won?


~Mistic Team

The battles rage on, as the two sides vie for triumph in this war. Make sure to get any last lingering items turned in, and fight your last battles, there is not much time left!
Will Joel rescue his Princess, or will Mephitic and the Imps triumph over love and keep her imprisoned?
Time will tell!


Congratulations to SuperSheep and SpiritFox for winning in our recent Champion Dust giveaway, they will join the Champions in a very important Beta-testing period!


Thank you ALL for your participation in this plot, while it is coming to a close, we hope you enjoyed the varied activiities that we hope gave everyone an opportunity to join in the fun.


Not to be overlooked, let's all wish Kabatsoy a Happy Birthday! Village Weaponry has a new and interesting weapon stocking in celebration!  And don't forget to head to the forums to sign her birthday card!


Something seems to be coming, right on the horizon, is that a ship's sail I see in the distance?

~Mistic Team

Joel had long since charged into Darkwood Hollow, a small army of loyal Misticans and Sprites on his heels. Snarling Lirionoxes, shrieking Izabel – a horde of fighters following this once poor man into the unknown, against a savagely dark opponent. Mephitic's champion still stands strong.

Aibrean was shaking as she sat at her desk once again. She looked up into the small mirror set on the corner and was disturbed to see such dark circles under her usually bright eyes; her clothes, she realized, were wrinkled, as though she’d slept in them (had she really?) and every strand of her hair seemed to be defying gravity. The Sprite ran a small hand through the tangled mess to try and tame it before giving up and taking her pen. She was not a fighter, but her skills wouldn’t go to waste!

The Imps have leapt from their shadows once again to cause chaos in Mistica. If you are loyal to the Kingdom, to the Sprites, or bend knee to no one but value what is right and what is beautiful, you will follow!
Joel leads these forces, a farmer turned mighty prince, unwilling to let the Imps have his love or the sway over us who live in the sunlight.
Misticans, drive them back into the darkness!

King Mephitic had no one as eloquent as Aibrean, but the king was no less skilled in riling up his own troops. Safe in the deep, twisted roots of Darkwood Hollow, hidden from the blue sky and barren of life, he rose from his throne to walk out amongst the loyal ones fighting for him.

Joel’s champion was not one to be taken lightly, he had realized, but with every Imp, every Mistican who had forsaken the benevolent Pandoria and embraced his reign instead, Mephitic sent them back crying for blood.

“We will crush them!” He would declare in a harsh, rasping voice that rang off the decaying trunks of dead trees, “Remember last year, our victory! They cannot take us down; with the princess, we have all but won!”

The fighting continues, have you reached your limit?

~Mistic Team

Calling all Champion Supporters, we are going to need your help over the next week with some important things. So stay tuned and check your champion board!

Today we remember, a day many will never forget. Words are a poor substitute for the feelings that affect many around the entire world due to terrorism. Today, we pause and remember those who died.

Please visit the giveaway today for a small token of rememberance.


We will never forget.

 

RAFFLE WINNER

The Weekly Raffle has come to a close, and we are very happy to announce the latest lucky Mistican to fill their coffers!

Congratulations to punka, who has won 235,500 MC in this weeks raffle!

Head on over to purchase your tickets now for a chance to win big!

Thanks, Mistic Team.

Yes, September is just full of awesome peoples birthdays!

Today, we wish to celebrate an amazing woman who has done so much for the site and community. Our very own Ruthie.

Happy Birthday Ruthie!

Come join us in celebrating this lovely lady over in Mistic Chat, or leave a message here!

It seems that a few Mistic shopkeeps got in on this celebration.
Creepy Critters is now stocking this spooky.... pal?


And Pandoria herself has a new curious egg!


And if you are feeling hungry, go see Keilly for some TACOS!


Celebrate and have fun today!

~Mistic Team

The castle was in chaos. Daydream pals kept a lookout everywhere you turned.

Joel had been summed to the king’s throne room by two frantic guards, and they had led him all but running down the halls and corridors and through the large double doors. They were silent and grim faced the entire way, shaking their heads when Joel asked questions, telling him shortly that the king had the answers.

The former farmer saw the palace overflowing with armed men now, calling out orders and with swords and bows and staffs drawn and ready. He heard the order called for the gates to be closed to anyone but the king, his family, and the royal Sprite twins. They were under lockdown.

Joel left the two guards and the daydream pals at the door of the throne room and strode in himself, keeping silent out of respect for the king and bowing. Ominously, Princess Arman and Princess Aislin were there, the former with his arms crossed in a most un-Sprite like manner and the Princess biting her lip. The king waved Joel up and was speaking before he could ask any of the questions burning his tongue.

“Minutes ago, Imps infiltrated the castle and kidnapped Alana,” the king said baldly, his words rushed so he talked over Joel’s loud curse, “They left no note, no clues…nothing. I can only assume they are keeping her as blackmail to me, to have control over this kingdom and break my alliance with the Sprites. I am gathering forces here, but I cannot leave, lest the situation worsen.” Pandoria only knew what would happen if the king were to ride off into battle, too far away to lead his people properly. “And so, I am sending you, Joel. Thus far you have proven yourself capable, and so, you are charged with bringing my daughter back safely. Succeed, and I will bless your union.”

Joel caught the unspoken alternative, that the terrible wrath of a doting father awaited him should he fail. He nodded and bowed again, feeling his heart race with a mixture of fear and excitement that precedes a great battle.

“I will get her back,” Joel said firmly, and the king saw fire flash behind his eyes, and almost knew a moment of pity for those who would be in Joel’s way. Almost.

Listen up!
The time is now Mistica! Rally to your side, and head to the battle arena to fight for your side. Mephitic or Joel, who will be your advesary? Their chosen champions are ready to do battle. Each win earns points for your side, and will help your team to victory!

Chosen Champions you say? Let's all welcome the Daydream and Nightmare Eledon!




~Mistic Team

Your regularly schedule plot to make a quick announcement!

Join with us in wishing Zen a very Happy Birthday!

Creepy Critters is now stocking this hard to find little creature, so keep an eye out for him!

Please join us in Mistic Chat to post up your birthday wishes.

~Mistic Team

Mephitic’s spies were a crafty trio and waited until dusk to approach the castle of Mistica Kingdom. Darting in and out of the long, dark shadows cast over the flat grassy ground, they skulked about, watching the guards marching in patrols along the walls and on the ground around the castle. A pattern was found, and after a few minutes of hushed conversation, the three Imps made their move.

They knew where Princess Alana slept; the spies who had stolen the plans for her throne had also come back with a decent map of the castle and its grounds. The growing darkness was their cover, and the Imps moved along the walls, piggybacked inside the grounds behind a small company of soldiers, and followed a kitchen boy inside through a servant’s entrance.

The smell of cooking, spiced meat and fresh fruits and vegetables permeated this hall; somewhere nearby were the kitchens, and from this the Imps knew where to go next. After creeping up several sets of stone staircases and through dark hallways, they were close to the heart of the palace, on the third floor, where the princess’s chambers were.

Small as they were the Imps were able to hide in doorways and niches in the walls, usually made to hold decorations, and avoid detection by the guards and servants roaming the halls. No lords or ladies of the court were out; apparently, most were gathered for dinner, which meant the Imps had to snatch Alana before she left with her escorts.

The princess’s room was marked by an enormous set of double doors inlaid with pearls and gold. Delicate swirls, vines and flowers curled their way up the sides, and a brilliant sunburst was set in the very middle. Two guards stood outside, but the Imps had a plan.

One of them withdrew a small green bottle and tossed it like a grenade right between the guards. The effect was immediate: a bright, poisonous green cloud of musk burst out of the broken bottle and the guards doubled over, coughing and spluttering, rubbing their stinging eyes and mouths. The three Imps dashed inside in the midst of the commotion, quite unaffected by the fumes; the entire thing had taken seconds.

There was no lock – Alana was accessible to her guards at all times – so the Imps moved fast, pushing a small dresser against the doors and then dashing from the lavish sitting room to the back, where the princess’s bedroom was. They burst through the door, hissing with laughter; Alana was sitting at her vanity, but screamed and dropped her brush at the sight of the three intruders.

She jumped up and grabbed a poker from the fireplace, brandishing it like a club, but the agile Imps simply cackled, dodged her blows, and pinned her shrieking to the ground. A moment later and they had her gagged and bound, but the sounds of the guards pushing aside their weak barrier could now be heard.

One of the Imps took a length of rope from his belt, tied it around the heavy golden base of the window’s frame, and after wrestling the still struggling Alana to the window, tied the rope around her waist and lowered her down. A loud crash resounded and the two guards ran into the room, yelling for the Imps to stop, but they just laughed and slid smoothly down the rope, gathered their prey and ran, invisible in the darkness, back out of the gates before they could be locked down, towards Darkwood Hollow.


King Mephitic was thrilled at his spy’s success and tossed the Princess Alana into a jail of thick, twisted old tree roots with five Imp guards posted around her; But not before making her change from her hideiously bright cloting. Then he sent for couriers and penned a declaration, saying that Alana’s father and the Sprites would have to submit to his authority if they wanted the princess back.

Poor Princess! Wil Joel be able to rescue her?

~Mistic Team

The royal twins sprinted through the tawny-hued halls, shouting instructions to guards and servants on the way out. They came to the courtyard, where a Daydream Braenon awaited them, kneeling to allow the Sprites an easy way up. They scrambled onto its pristine white back, now encased in glistening rainbow wings on either side, and the canine took to the air.

Darkwood Hollow was a dark green blur below them, and soon the trees gave way to flatlands, where wild flowers were colorful little pinpricks. Then the castle appeared, a dark silhouette and then a silvery grey mass; towers grew out of the horizon and the walls shone in the dying sunlight.

The guards on the ground recognized the twins immediately and called to each other to alert the king and queen that they had royal guests. The Braenon touched down in the colorful courtyard and Arman and Aislin slid off, and were immediately surrounded by the customary guards and servants to escort them inside.

“We need to get to Alana. Alert the king; his daughter’s been threatened!” Arman demanded, and three guards ran off to follow his orders while the rest ran behind the Sprites on the way to the Princess’s chambers.

The guards at the door would only allow Aislin entry. She stepped inside and saw the door to the bedroom wide open. Fearing the worst, she ran over, and was met with an empty, trashed room. Alana’s brushes and makeup had tumbled from her vanity and onto the floor, and most telling of all, a rope hung from the open window.

Aislin swallowed hard and turned to go back to the room’s threshold, where Arman had been joined by the king and queen, looking anxious. The Graffen was perched on the shoulder of one of the guards; apparently he had not flown swiftly enough. She shook her head. “The princess has been taken.”

The warning came too late, what will happen next Mistica?

~Mistic team

We hope everyone enjoyed their holiday weekend, we will resume normal site news tomorrow but thought we'd share some notes!

Update for the Converter

Many have noted that it was closed as of the 1st of Sept. The converter will now be open on random days of the month for converting. Active members will have the chance to convert MC for MP on these days. So stay tuned!

Plot!

The Plot will continue in the morning, but get your last bits in asap! Food, Fabric, and Flowers! Help your side to victory!

Games!

Remember to check our games page and play our weekly games for MC, prizes and fun! You never know what could turn up as prizes and you wouldn't want to miss out!

Champions!

Champion members gain a few perks to daily gameplay, but they also get first peek at exciting new things. Champion support helps us maintain the site, keep it ad free a nd allows us to expand gameplay. Consider a Champion account today to show your support!

~Mistic Team

The Weekly Raffle has come to a close, and we are very happy to announce the latest lucky Mistican to fill their coffers!

Congratulations to Katalae, who has won 379,200 MC in this weeks raffle!

Head on over to purchase your tickets now for a chance to win big!

Thanks, Mistic Team.

Finally, everything was ready. King Mephitic was smirking as he trod through the thick layer of dead forest leaves to a large, twisted tree just ahead of him. The king was impressed by his own brilliance and as he ducked through a rough doorway hewn into the tree’s trunk, was already certain his plan would succeed.

And so it was with the utmost confidence that King Mephitic addressed the three Imps standing in the large hollow with him. In the darkness – for none of them had bothered to bring light – the four pairs of eyes gleamed.

“You’re ready?” Mephitic rasped, his voice low; even other Imps couldn’t know about this undertaking until it was finished. He saw the trio nod their heads and heard the shuffling of their clawed feet on the roots and dirt below; they were anxious to begin. “Good. There will be few proper hiding places for you to use in a castle inhabited by Sprites, remember, so be quick. I don’t want anyone to realize what’s happened until we have Alana secured here.” More nods. Mephitic’s smirked widened; he’d chosen these three because of their quiet discretion. He did hate for others to talk more than he did. “Then go.”

And with those words, the three Imps departed, each bowing as they passed their king on the way out of the hollow tree’s gnarled trunk. What they failed to see, however, was the flash of colorful wings as a Daydream Graffen took to the air. He soared over the dark patch of Darkwood Hollow that the Imps had claimed into the vivid green kingdom of the Sprites, tucking in his wings to dive through the canopy in a rush of wind and scattered leaves.

He found the Princess Aislin in her famous gardens, the heavy, sweet perfume of her myriad of flowers engulfing the Graffen as he descended to his mistress. Aislin bent down to speak to the Graffen, who, in a series of chirps and growls, relayed what he had heard in the Imp kingdom.

Aislin’s bright eyes widened. “He’s already sent kidnappers for her?” She asked, and the Graffen nodded emphatically. Without another word Aislin dashed back through the gardens into the overgrown castle – really more like a grand extension of the woods – that she shared with her brother Arman.

Sprinting through the halls of entwined roots and vines and flowers, Aislin found Arman in his personal study, bent over a stack of parchment. The princess recognized the handwriting of Aibrean but didn’t pause to ask what it was about.

“Arman!” She blurted out, skipping pleasantries; he jumped and blinked at her, taken off guard by her sudden appearance, “The princess Alana – we need to send a message – Mephitic has sent kidnappers after her, and they are on their way now –“

“Now?” Arman echoed, looking startled. He’d just finished reading Aibrean’s message about the princess’s disturbing nightmare, and King Mephitic was already making his move? “I knew they’d been too quiet this year. Send a messenger ahead of us; hopefully we can get Princess Alana into hiding before Mephitic can take her.”

And so the frantic twins sent the Daydream Graffen ahead of them to warn the kingdom that the princess was in danger. They knew Alana had guards and the castle was well protected, but if the Imps had kept their ultimate goal quiet for so long, the Sprites weren’t taking any chances.

LAST CALL!

The Dye and Fabric events have ceased, and seeds are no longer being sold for gardening. Get your spoils in to count for your team and for the end rewards and Plot Shop!

~Mistic Team

Which means we have some goodies to unveil!

First off, we have our Sapphire Treasure bag, featuring some items from the past years, as well as three new items showcasing the Mericai, Draklaita and Kratork!

(Please note that the Mericai Forelock, Sparkling Sapphire Ring and Kratork staff will have stars shortly )

And in our Vending Machine this month we have the following collection, with a few new goodies to catch!



In this month's Vending machine there is a Slot Coin as well as a sneak peak WinterGala Box up for grabs!


We also have a new offering in the credit shop for everyone! It's an interesting item, that has a pretty nifty use!

With this item, you'll be able to change your Forum Title from member or champion to whatever you wish. (Within reason) Staff titles are off limits, and we ask that you submit names in good taste and in keeping with all the rules and the ToS of Misticpets.com.  All titles will be approved by administration so please take note of the warning in the item description itself.

Happy September everyone!
For good measure, and to round out our newspost, take note that the noble Stignightus is now available for creation in limited numbers!

~Mistic Team

Chronicles!

August Chronicles are now published. Please enjoy them, and comment on your favorite Articles! There is a puzzle for you to solve, can you earn some MC and a little MP for your pocket?
You need to take a look at the puzzle and enter how many plot words you can find within the word search!
(Numerical only: ie: 12)

Without further ado, our winners for the month are listed below. Congratulations to them all!  Please make sure to head in when voting opens to get your votes in next month.  :)

Art
1st- Stick
2nd- Major
3rd- Rayge
Writing
1st- ArcticPaw
2nd- Kite

Poetry
1st- Kite
2nd- Monsono
We have no member articles to publish in this month's Chronicles!

Remember that we are always on the lookout for writers for the Chronicles. If your entry is published, you could win this exclusive Avatar and some MP for your hard work. Head to the Newsdesk, located in the games section to get your articles in!


Look for a Return of You Ask, We Answer in next month's Chronicles. And a new way to submit your questions! Whenever you may have them!


There are also a few new published books for everyone in Mistica to enjoy! The following titles now have stories to accompany them in the Library! Two of these tomes are brand new! Who will be the first to read their stories?

~Mistic Team