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### Protocol C
One of the fauns complains loudly to you, standing a little too close.
> Those sprites? The "wings"? Damned busybodies. Flitting around here and there, always rushing to be somewhere. Think they own the damn forest. Well guess what! This forest doesn't belong to them!
> If you want to help us, fetch me our drinking horn that they stole from us!
You gain the *Drinking horn* quest.
If you have the *Queen Bee* quest, read [Protocol L].