now, let me spin ya a yarn that'll start from the top, about a time in the old, preexploratory ages, when folks were just startin' to figure out the mysteries of the world. in those times, creatures of mythology wandered the earth, none more surreptitious than the sprites, who'd move with such a quiet grace, you'd hardly know they were there. despite the scorn of the bigger creatures for their tiny size and secretive ways, these little beings played a crucial part in the shaping of our lands, using their unique procedures to nurture nature itself. no story worth its salt overlooks the quiet ones, for they often carry the true power.