Chog'rok

Born on the world of Draenor in an era where the Gorian Empire was teetering on the brink of collapse, Chog'rok was raised in the Frostfire Ridge among the small Grimfrost Clan of Ogres. Learning to speak with the elements at a young age, Chog'rok, known informally as Chog, was eventually selected to travel to the Gorian capital to further his training with both the elements and in some degree the arcane. However, his training was cut short by the rise of the Iron Horde and eventually the coming of the armies of the Alliance and Horde to the walls of Highmaul.

With the collapse of the Gorian Empire's power on the mainland, Chog eventually returned to Frostfire Ridge for a time. Seeing the power of the Horde and how his clan had suffered for their defiance, Chog made the decision to pledge his service to the Alliance, his hatred of the Orcs outweighing his dedication to the now defunct Gorian Empire.

Frozen Flames
One of over a dozen children born to a pair of Ogres of the Grimfrost Clan, Chog's early life was similar to most other Ogres: war, famine, conflict, food, and the pursuit of power. An eager student as much as an eager brawler in his youth, when the element of fire first spoke to Chog he had been hunting in the snowdrifts of Frostfire Ridge. With three frostwolves being hauled on a crude sled, the spirits of fire in a nearby pit called out to him. First believing himself being taunted by the Frostwolves, the spirits soon convinced him to arrive at a lava pool nearby. Offering him powers in exchange for his service and a sacrifice of his captured wolves, the elemental spirits goaded the young Ogre into choosing between personal power and allowing starving members of his family to die. Without hesitation, Chog threw the corpses of the three wolves into the pit. Following this, the Ogre could feel fire course through his hands. Raising his palm forward, a blast of molten energy was flung into the snow. Though the bolt cooled quickly, Chog's wonder for his newfound powers did not.

However, as is the price of power, three of his siblings and his favorite uncle perished from starvation the night after. The following evening, the elements allowed the young Ogre to use their powers in pursuit of food for his clan. Alone in the blizzard, Chog found a massive clefthoof crossing the frosty plains. Alongside several hunters, the war party fought with the beast. Managing a killing blow on the creature, the Grimfrost clan's food stores were replenished. The deaths of his family for his own power would weigh somewhat on Chog as he grew older, although he would never regret his actions. The power he unlocked was, to him, worth the loss.

The Belly of the Beast
By the time Chog had reached adulthood, he had spoken to many of the elemental spirits in Frostfire. Fire, water, wind, earth. He often wondered if he had seen or spoken to the element of life. Enigmatic visions and beasts who disappeared among the crags came were rare but did occur as he grew. Though far removed from the lordship of the Gorian Empire's overseers, the Grimfrost Clan would send some of its more mystical students to the city of Highmaul for greater training along with the hope of receiving imperial supplies and support. Chog was eventually selected for just such a reason and traveled to Highmaul atop his war pig, a frostboar he called Pain. In the heart of Gorian civilization, the elementalist was treated as little better than a peasant. Though, as most non-magisters were concerned, he fared far better. Years of study and training among a teacher known as Bragn'dok Bragg would enhance his understand of his abilities and his place in the elemental chain. Days were spent in the Throne of the Elements, where the Furies would bestow onto shaman and elementalists their knowledge, should the students prove themselves worthy of their gifts.

Still as eager to learn as he had been when he was young, Chog found himself able to sharpen his skills as an elementalist faster than others. His ability to put aside his own boastfulness in the face of greater entities like Draenor's Furies gave him a humble image. This also gave the wrongful perception that he was weak, so challenges were issued by more prideful Ogres who believed this weakness would give them easy prestige among their peers. Many were caught offguard by his quick acceptance of their proclamations. Many more stunned when his hammers met their faces and broke teeth & ripped flesh.

