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### Protocol B
You strike up a conversation with sprite who has the nose, ears, and wings of a fruit bat. When you bring up the fauns, they scoff.
> "That drunken, lazy lot! They'd let this forest fall into ruin and would like that just fine! They think they own the place, but I'd like them to see how fast things would fall apart around here without us. The sprites are the one who hold this forest together!"