Like most Taurens Revenn was very quiet and mostly stood around looking fearsome and imposing. Before he had been turned into a death knight he had been a mighty hunter on the plains of Mulgore. As a death knight he was an unstoppable juggernaut and could often carve a path through any battlefield. He still wore his armor from his days of servitude to the Lich King but now most of it was covered in the dried blood of his slain enemies.

Revenn had brought with him a companion, a female Blood Elf priest named Kiade Windwhisper. Dyerwolf wasn’t sure of the complexities of a Tauren and a Blood Elf having relations. He had heard of far worse couplings and to be fair Blood Elf females were almost as beautiful as he was.

Kiade was aptly skilled in the powers of the light as any paladin. Often she and Faultye stayed in the back lines casting their variety of healing and defensive spells in order to keep the team alive. Between the two of them, seldom did anyone fall in battle.

The only allied races that were not represented in the leadership were the Orcs and the Goblins. Dyer didn’t really like the Orcs that much to begin with. He had only met a few he had ever respected, most of them fellow hunters. A long time ago an Orc shaman had been a core member of his team but he had gone off to work directly with The Earthen Ring, a group of shamans dedicated to protecting the world itself, and had only been seen in occasional passing since.