Nova Peak darkness is a harsh term don't you think?

He had never been given much opportunity within Moonspear beyond what he'd fought for, and eventually earned through toil and trial. Revui had always been a stalwart guardian; a bulwark equipped with hungry teeth who would not let enemies pass by. It was not up to him to deem creatures worthy or not worthy of the mountain - that had been up to others, always. His role had been more decisive. The gnashing of teeth and spilling of blood was all he had ever been good for.

So when Kiwi instructed that he might be of use in other ways, Revui regarded her with an empty glance, and shrugged. I can teach the ones we have, he offered without much enthusiasm; whether he would help beyond that was doubtful. He segued in to another aspect of the situation easily: Where do we fight, and who?