<Sylvan> "Ah, yes. I have heard of this happening before. No doubt those foul monsters planned to eat you once you had become trapped in their webs and rendered helpless to resist." The sprite's face is grim and you get the impression that he is thinking. "Though if they would not attack you head-on, at night and in their own lair... perhaps they are yet weak. There may be some hope still."

<Sylvan> "Ferb does have a point," Sean offers. "Fire would drive them out. But where would we find so many druids? I doubt those sycophants in the enclave* would help us, so you would have to go among the big folk to seek their help." He clucks his tongue. "If anything they do deserves to be called 'help'. They can be as dangerous as forest fires, sometimes."

*By this he means the Secret Enclave where King Soren's faerie palace is hidden.