Returning after the day’s haul, Poysenberry noticed a strange commotion taking place near the edge of the gate. Several Axies were gathered in a semi-circle looking at something in the sands. Poysenberry edged closer, hearing a tussle and a murmur…
The morning bell rang for the Axies to rise and grind. Another month had passed and not a single day stood out from the next. Poysenberry struggled to his feet and slowly made his way outside the hut. As he…
They call him Fish Face. Because his eyes, mouth, and back were Aqua parts. His mother called him Poysenberry though. Because no matter his skills, he was still a Plant. And Plant he’d always be. If only his mouth was…
The last cage was locked for the night. She could hear the keys jangling as they were plucked out from the metal hole. Her owner stood erect, swirling the key ring on his finger as he scanned the hut. ‘Sweet…