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Three uncroaked infantry and a twoll are standing stationary in a small clearing in a forest. The twoll is sitting on a log, looking restless.|||
Frowning in concentration while counting on his fingers, the twoll struggles to figure out what has changed about his soldiers.|||
Twoll: I can count to three... One... Two... |||
Jillian and her gwiffon swoop down on top of the twoll. Jillian smiles gleefully as the gwiffon's mouth gnarms open into a marshmallowy maw.|||
Frowning in concentration with her tongue sticking out, Jillian writes something on a scroll using a long quill pen. She's still sitting on her gwiffon.|||
Sound: kritch skritch |||
Jillian bends down over the magic hat with the letter in it and taps the hat with a magic wand.|||
Back in his tent, Prince Ansom is sitting at a small table writing a note. His battle armor sits on a stand nearby. A magic hat sitting upside-down on the desk starts to shake.|||
Prince Ansom: Your mission is ground support, Webinar. But it could turn into rescue/recovery.
She's not just scouting; she's apparently hitting targets of opportunity.
Please be careful.
Sir Webinar: Yes, Highness.
- ^ Introduction: Common Uncroaked infantry seen for the first time. They are notable as they are skeletons, whereas uncroaked units seen later are more zombie-like, retaining at least some of their orignal flesh.