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17 lines
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### Protocol N
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The faun's eyes go wide as it reverently accepts the drinking horn.
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> They gave us back our monocerus horn? I can't believe it! This is very special and sacred to us, you know.
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The faun wipes a tear from its eye.
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> Of course they can have the bees back. We have enough honey now to keep us supplied with psycho mead for quite a while!
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At the beehives, you gently cup the queen psycho bee in your hand. The remaining bees all gently land on your hand and arm, trying to be close to their queen.
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You have aquried the *Queen Bee.*
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