A battlefield is an extremely noisy place. The clash of metal on metal. The thundering of the cavalry’s hooves. The screams of death. The Silenced Men, however, never utter a single sound. Made up entirely of mutes, they stalk silently around the battlefield, employing their swift speed to mete out a wordless death via their greataxes. Even veteran troops are unnerved by the eerie silence that shrouds them.