Gokhar's lifestory

I was born in Draenor among the Warsong Clan. That time our homeworld feeled like a home. At home i had a family, my father was a wise shaman who taught me shamanism. I was so young that it's hard to remember many things about that time, but life was good. 

Then came the war. I didn't understand anything about demons or bloodlust back then. I saw great warriors with mighty weapons, i saw orcs from all of the clans ready only to kill. Clans went through dark portal (also my father) and i remain in draenor. That time nobody taught me shamanism, but instead they taught me basics in warlock magic.. Time passed and i didn't hear anything about my father for long time. 

Eventually i was called to battle. Commanders picked up a few groups of orcs that were almost old enough to use an axe. I didn't realise that picking us to the battle were just an act of despair, we were losing the war and they needed more soliders. But i was excited and ready, i wanted to join honorable forces of orcs! In azeroth, because of my shamanistic skills i was used as a healer. I cured and healed wounded warriors and stayed in the background. I learned a lot about first aid there. 

It didn't take many days when we retreated back to dark portal and started to defend it, and tried to keep humans of nethergarde at bay. We didn't succeed and soon Alliance took over dark portal... Luckiest of us got back to draenor or managed to escape in the forests, others died in bloody battle... Most unlucky of us were taken to interment camps by the humans. I was one of the first visitors...

It was a hell. Humans keeping us there like animals, treating like nothing. Day by day more orcs came and none leaved, except those who got killed. First there was some resistance among us but it was useless, humans were kings of the situation. Resistance faded fast and orcs become apathic and passive. We became hopeless... And drunk. Atleast humans gave us black ale.  I do not remember a single sober orc from that time.

One day, when i was having bad headache i heard yelling that sounded familiar to me. I ran to see it and i saw my father. My father with few other clansmen from Warsong Clan were taken caught. But they were not giving to it, they got away from guards grasps and started fighting back. They crushed few skulls and broke many bones even humans were in big overpower. Their battle was inspiring to watch. Then i realised the situation, not a single orc was joining their fight, all of them were just drinking ale and rolling in there own  misery. "There must be some hope, i'm too young to became a living dead!" I thought, and then my father died. 

All my apathy was gone. There was only anger and hate. No matter what would it take i would burn that camp down. With many alliance pigs with it! But i would stay calm until my time would come...

Slowly humans decreased their defences because no orc tried to escape or do harm. I started to talk with other orcs if there were anyone with me in my plan. And i found only one, Kurrat. He was a very old warlock from Shadowmoon Clan. He told me that if i wanted to fight against humans i would need greater power than shamanistic flame shock. He agreed to teach me ways of destruction. Most powerful spells of fire combined with shadows.  He had many things were i helped him and as a back favor he taught me power. For example i helped Kurrat to get his spellbook back from an ogre!

Training was hard but i was motivated. Notice that Kurrat didn't teach me much in fel or demonology. He believed that my good thoughts would turn into madness if i'd turn straight into fel. I wasn't strong enough in basics. Later i have learned thing or two about fel. Kurrat also offered to teach me about demons, but i didn't want to. Everything about life's misery was becose of demons. I have never wanted to work with them since.

One day Kurrat came to me. He told that free orcs had started to attack internment camps and free their prisoners. They were lead by orc named Thrall. We should get ready for battle.

For many days we hided from humans sight and scouted nearby areas with a spell called eye of kilrogg. When we saw that Thrall's forces were near we started to act, we had it all planned. I started to set buildings and environment on fire to distract humans. Then i put my savings of black ale in middle of camp and told all of the orcs that ale is theirs. I and Kurrat had been sober since we met so we had lot's of it. Camp was in chaos but humans still noticed that we had been behind it. Guards attacked us and we fought back to win some time, we made quite a team. When humans overpowered us and we were losing, we jumped to into demonic portal summoned by Kurrat and hid in the outside toilet. Humans were confused when Thrall's attack to camp started. After little rest we joined the battle from behind. I enjoyed burning our enemies.

We won and i joined the other orcs. I fought many battles and my hate grew bigger and bigger every time i saw how alliance treated my people.  I followed this new horde since founding of Orgrimmar. City didn't feel like home and clans feeled like a family. I was not interested in settling down with my own pig farm and blood-red fence...I decided to continue my journey and explore the world. I still visited Orgrimmar few times.

I become a hermit and saw lot's of things and met many people. In wilderness i trained myself and learned to survive even in bad situations. It was a lot easier to continue my experiments at warlock magic in wilderness. No watching and judging eyes. I visited ancient places to learn secrets of power. I introduced myself into many cultures and their ways, gained wisdom and knowledge. I even went to Dalaran to read their books when Lich King threatened the world. Kirin Tor was stupid enough to open their doors to everyone...

When Pandaria was revealed from the mists i wanted to travel there. New land full of forgotten knowledge and dark secrets! ... And alliances! I stopped my life as a hermit and joined back to Horde war machine. It was great way to get there and fight back alliance. In Pandaria, i got intrested in Sha. Strange elemental things with full of such a dark power.

And this is the present. I have seen many lands and many battles, i am learned user of fire and shadow.

I have returned back to among the Horde and i seek my part in it. We'll see where i'll find it.