D'alno peered out into the campground. A thick, black fog had settled outside. He listened for his comrades, for their whispered voices. All D'alno heard was a strange chittering, like the sound of muffled laughter.
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One of the few stitcheds capables of moving 7 spaces the turn after they are deployed, making them a place in stitched battlegroups to empower the early game.