Full name: Okom Crushfoot
Alias: Chops, Bosun Chops, Captain Chops
Height: 185 cm
Birthplace: The Black Morass
Class: Sea Dog
Affiliation: Captain Blue (former), Admiral Mohawk
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Languages: Orcish (vernacular), Common (fluent)
Status: Alive and well
Skills: Bringing on the pain, eating, being himself
Relationships: Benny Blot-Bones (First Mate, friend), Goldhorn (Second Mate, friend), Bartel Fruitcooker (Former friend, enemy)
Chops is a twisted parody on the Orcish culture. Your regular Orc stands tall; an imposing physique and ambitions driven by a strict code of honor, praising values like loyalty and camradery. Chops' physique is imposing indeed. Imposingly obese. He is of a massive girth, with a portruding pot belly rolling out of his chest and shoulders broad as a galleon deck. Above, his man-teats are clearly visible below his tattered beige shirt, hanging out like a pair of grainsacks. His right arm is noticably missing, with only a stump of his biceps hanging out from the socket of his shoulder. One could only dread what a force he was back when he had it, looking at the still remaining arm, bulging like that of any Orc, if not Ogre.
The next eye-catcher is the iron mask covering his presumably disfigured (or perhaps his birth-given face is so ugly not even his mother could look at it). It is crudely hammered together, with diamond-shaped holes piercing it; from whence a heavy breathing can be heard. Whenever he speaks, his words are muffled and darkly amplified: giving an even more sinister melody to his booming roar of a voice. He's certainly not the little boy the local Preacher would seek out for his choir, but perhaps he could find employ as the new vocalist for the Elite Tauren Chieftains.
Art by Trhagio
Few outside his limited circle of friends know the background of the morbidly obese Chops before he turned to the sweet-trade. He is in his late twenties, so presumably he was born in Azeroth during a time of great turmoil for the Orcish race, and must've lived most of his childhood in the internment camps. Somewhere in the later 10 or so years he showed up in Freehold, Kul Tiras, where he started working under the infamous pirate captain now known as Flynn Fairwind. It was in the crew of Captain Fairwind that he met his future crewmates, like Benny Blot-Bones, Bartel Fruitcooker and Captain Blue.
The crew of Fairwind split up after a massively failed heist. It was during this disaster that Chops was somehow disfigured and earned himself his terrifying iron mask. Those still alive from that unfateful event don't speak of it, but it is rumoured a cannon blew up in his face. Others say his face got shot off by a blunderbuss.
Despite Flynn's retirement from the sweet trade, not all in his crew shared his sentiment. His First Mate, Harlan Sweete, took the baddest, hardest of the old crew and formed the Irontide Raiders. Chops, being one of the deadliest enforcers of the bunch was naturally offered a position but promptly refused: he instead signed the account under his former Quartermaster, only known as "Blue". Some in the crew say that Blue, who had a background in the Lordaeron Navy had saved Chops from the internment camps. Others say that Chops simply didn't trust Harlan's sliminess and "sense of profits" to bring him enough violence.
Indeed, while most freebooters are motivated by coin, Chops motivation is pure vehemence. He lives by a contorted version of the Orcish world-view, where the strongest rule over those who are to be subjugated. Violence, torture and slavery are a few cards up Chops' greasy sleeve, as will be evidenced later.
Captain Blue's ship, the Muddy Pearl had made the Steamwheedle port of New Edj, Tel'Abim their home base. A juicy deal with one of the oligarchy's leaders, Qudrich Brownspots, allowed them to spend their plunder freely. They were however, locked in a brutal rivalry with another local crew: the Sea Rat, lead by the scheming Captain Mohawk. For months the streets of New Edj were ravaged by the cobblestone brawls between the pirate gangs, with the bloodthirsty Chops often leading the vanguard. This pride extended to other crews aswell. In one instance, a new pirate crew that arrived. Captain Blue expressed dislike for their disunity, and shortly afterwards Chops and his buddies Bartel and Benny brutally murdered their First Mate and some mouthy teenager.
Captain Blue deviced a clever scheme where he was finally to rid Tel'Abim of Mohawk, using a double agent. This plan backfired horribly on several steps however, resulting in Baron Brownspots aligning himself with Mohawk. With both the Sea Rats and The Banana Brigade Bruisers turned on them, the Muddy Pearls tried to flee, only to be captured at the dockyard. Captain Blue was imprisoned, but his crew were forgiven and absorbed into Mohawk's, whom took command of Blue's flagship. Blue's Quartermaster, Roughshod, retained his former title in the new crew.
One might think Chops would be furious from this, and do all to fight for his Captain. But, according to his morals, his Master had been defeated honorably like in a Mak'gora: now, Mohawk was his new Master. And from that day of Captain Blue's hanging in the market square of New Edj, he swore on the articles of the Troll Captain.
Like Blue, Mohawk was ambitious. He wanted to build a pirate empire that would rival that of the once-great Bloodsail Boucaniers. These ambitions eventually lead him too to be expelled from Tel'abim with a bounty on his head by the Baron, after he refused to become a vassal with a tight noose under the burgeoning fleet of the Baron-General. Mohawk swore that he would build up his great Windward Fleet and sail back to Tel'abim as a lord.
After recruiting for his growing fleet, Mohawk took seventy of them and settled in the deserted Alcaz Isle, where they started the construction of a fort from where to launch their pirate attacks. He assigned the Quartermaster of the fleet and his second-in-command, Roughshod, to serve as that role of the former Venture Co. frigate, now called the Kajaro Galley. He made Chops Captain, believing his fame and brute force to be inspiring to the crew in battle, and that Roughshod would be able to manipulate the fatass. After this, he sent the two aboard the Kajaro to the Istenga Archipelago. These islands had once been the home of Mohawk, who was the son of the old King. He had been expelled, and wanted to reclaim his birthright, or see the island burn. His pirates would go there, enslave as many as they could, and bring them back to him.
While their relationship started off wrong (a drinking competition supposed to be rigged in his favor to garner him popularity) ended horribly, after being suggested by Roughshod. It bettered however after Roughshod ensured the brutal death via keelhauling of a crewman that threatened Chops' with a piece. Perhaps Roughshod hoped this would let him steer the apparent idiot Orc like a marionette doll. Chops intelligence could indeed be disputed. However, he did not need it. Roughshod was weak, unable to take control over the grip that Chops had on the crew: inspired by his brutality, they engaged in all forms of heinous acts as they reached Istenga. Murder and rape.
It was during this journey that Chops befriended a new crewman, the tauren Goldhorn. Chops only makes friends of those who follow him blindly and agree with his every decision, as he is driven by an ego as monstrous as his physique. Goldhorn not only revelled in the chaos, but was strangely loyal to the green fatty, quickly rising to the Orc's Second Mate. He proved his worth by capturing an Orcish Destroyer, the Nazgrim, and defeating their shoreside camp. The camp belonged to an expedition, who were seeking a Titan artifact hidden somewhere on this island that the pirates had made base.
Learning of this great treasure, Chops' crew ventured into the ruined city that the Horde Expedition had found. After defeating the battered force they ventured into the ruined Vault where the artifact supposedly lied. Here, great numers of Horde soldiers had died facing off against the automated constructs of the Temple. Chops hoped to cut down their numbers using swivel guns and grenades, which worked fine - right until a newer crewmate blew him, her and Goldhorn up with a poorly thrown bomb. Demoralised by the death of their Captain, the pirates retreated and ran back to their ships.
Well aboard, they all agreed that returning was not worth it. Even more, a majority had enough of serving Mohawk's power-hungry ambitions alltogether. They voted the educated Vindaloo Flop to be the new Captain of the Kajaro Galley, from his promise of great profits. Under his leadership, the pirates went on to ally Baron Qudrich and become quite succesful - robbing a wealthy Zandalari ark. Roughshod was granted control of the captured Orc Destroyer with those that wished to stay with Mohawk, and they parted ways.
Benny Blot-Bones was furious. He declared Roughshod a coward, opportunist and traitor. Together with Bartel Fruitcooker, they returned to the vault. Using swivel guns, grenades and hit and run they managed to defeat the last, battered construct. Demented by his undead dillusion, Benny believed Chops was still alive - even imitating his voice to give the two commands. Deeper in the vault, the two cutthroats found a great golden treasure, amassed by the ancient rulers of the city. Not only that, but the Titan artifact - an enhanced, mechanic glove.
When fitting this glove upon Chops dead hand, Benny laughed maniacally. The glove jolted chaotically, coming to life. Through its powerful enhancements it was able to resurrect Chops, and even Goldhorn from its touch. While Goldhorn seemed largely unphased by his visit to the afterlife, Chops had changed. His veins crackled with lightning energy. His skin was blue, and cold. As the four ventured to the shore, Chops took the most bizarre route - resulting in him and Goldhorn breaking a leg each. When Goldhorn cried out from the pain, Chops declared his once friend to be a weak link, clasping the mechanic glove around his head to crush his skull.
Bartel unsheathed his cutlass, and with a mighty series of swings cut off Chops' arm. Goldhorn was saved, and Bartel grabbed the severed arm with the ancient glove and bolted for the jungle. Chops skin rapidly reverted to its green hue, the lightning in his veins reverting to red blood - now pumping from his dissected limb. Benny Blot-Bones managed to shut off the bleeding with a tightly tied rope, and he and Goldhorn dragged their Captain back to camp where they cauterized the wound.
Three weeks passed. Chops and Goldhorn rested to recover their broken legs, while Benny tirelessly hunted for food and water. Cockroaches and maggots made their diet, while they waited for the ineviteble: the Horde would send reinforcements, to retrieve their lost expedition. The three agreed that the Horde could not have the great golden treasure that they had so toiled, died even, to retrieve. After finding a hidden location, the group started dragging out the massive treasure, tonne after tonne, to bury it in a dug-up pit.
For weeks, Goldhorn, Chops and Benny dug and dragged out the gold. And eventually, red sail was spotted on the horizon. Avarice ruled their minds, and they nearly risked getting caught by scouts of the force. Not all of the gold from the Vault was buried, but the three were content. With the Horde now allover the island, they turned themselves in to its leader, posing as sailors hired by the expedition before it set off. Their sham worked, being the only witnesses alive. The Horde took with them what little remained of the gold treasure (what was nontheless a fortune in their eyes) home, with the three cutthroats aboard in suit.
The three swear that they will return to the island and take their shares, and perhaps even take bloody revenge on those that marooned them...