|Battle Quills... ready!
||Issue: 378 | 6th day of Awakening, Y11
|Farewell, Jhudora"Fyora, of course, the naïve little faerie that she is, thinks I've done no wrong and I'm as pleasant as... well, her. However, little does she know..."|
|Namera's RingBut Namera, the Maraquan Draik, knew nothing of the greedy evil watching her. She noticed nothing except for the prize that had eluded her for years.
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|Teaching DrakeI smirked contentedly. I always, always, always, got my way. But to other people, I was spoiled. |
|The Questionable Quest"Hey, there, little fella! Won't you please get me a Ghostkerchief Hammer?"|
|Jhudora's Prizes Are SO UnappreciatedWHY is this ink not purple?|
|ShadowsWhere others saw darkness, the Shadow Usul saw light...|
|Kai vs. Deli: Part Eighty-Six"Kai, what have I always said about bothering our cousins when they come visit?"|
|Diminuendo"Ah, that was the life! Did I ever tell you how I single-handedly defeated the massive Meepit?"|
|A Feepit Named MeepitOn the 31st day of Celebrating, Year Ten, in the 373rd issue of the honorable Neopian Times, there was an interesting question put in the editorial.|
|Fifteen Years AgoLike a thunderstorm it rolled towards her, dark clouds threatening to crash once they had reached her. Valentines Day.|
|A Misplaced HistoryMy world was turned upside down when I met a certain person known to the public in later years as the Darkest Faerie...|
|A Candychan Drama"Wake up," he said, in a bored tone. "We're going to go to Faerieland."|
|Jhudora's Own Quest"I have heard of your skill in potion-making, Jhudora, and I wish to ask you a favor."|
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We All Love Jhudora!
Jhudora spends her time on a purple cloud. Clouds provide shade when the heat of Neopia is just too much to bear. This must really help on a scorching day in the Lost Desert. Perhaps her cloud goes floating over Brightvale; all that reading is hot work! If she were really an evil villain, she would live on a giant meepit. A meepit who spits upon any Neopian traveling near. That is really loving of her not to have meepits spitting on us; thanks, Jhudora!
|Cycle of the Moon: Part Three|
The road to the Lunar Temple curved in circles around the tallest hill in the city, drawing its dusty loop tighter and tighter as it neared the summit where the Temple glistened like a jewel in the fading sunlight.