Atsuko Yukimura of the Illidari

I've known suffering for a long time, I've wepped for the death of many but never as this. My mentor, Vol'Jin of the Darkspear is gone, killed by those bastards from the legion, the incompetence of the maggots from the horde and the alliance was demonstrated but I refused to abandon them out of respect for him, we assaulted Nighthold and in my anger attacked Gul'Dan, my training in monk and shadow hunter discipline managed to counter his power and we were equall in battle, then the crystal levitating broke, releasing Illidan Stormrage, he grabed the betrayer by the throat as he seemed to plead for mercy for the very first time before being extinguished in a blast of fel fire. He addressed the adventurers before turning to me.

"You attacked the warlock directly", he told me' "I don't know if out of bravery or foolishness, perhaps a bit of both".

I simply nooded.

"I must say I am intrigued by your intentions", he continued, "A friend, perhaps more than mere friend died by the hand of the legion right?" I know that feel".

"You are strong and would fit for a demon hunter, follow me as my personal guard, learn what I have to reach and I will grant you the revenge you seek".

I smiled and kneeled before him.

"I will serve you gladly", I raised my head, "my master".

He was the key for my revenge and a new mentor. First I will learn what we has to teach me and then I will go after the legion.