Acceptance
"Master! Master!" The Sprite ran up to you, out of breath.
"Master, I have something to report. As you know, the Island Farm is now in operation. But the Island Natives keep making a mess of the crops in the Farm. This lot are the original inhabitants of the Island. They pop up every now and then to cause trouble and damage the crops."
"If you see any of these troublesome natives around, Master, please teach them not to mess with Sprite messengers!"
Intermediate
Hey Master, did you find any of those annoying Island Natives? Please teach them a lesson! Otherwise, we'll have nothing to harvest! exclaimed the Altar Sprite.
End
It's wondeful, Master. Looks like you've taught those Island Natives a lesson! This should keep them away from the Farm for a while. You're quite the Sprite Messenger! The Farm Altar Sprite's eyes glowed with awe as he gazed upon you.