Grogville was a small half-orc community that has existed for centuries. After many years of inbreeding amongst the members, they have slowly devolved into simple minded people. The members of the community are all called Grog who can speak only in simplistic sentences. Whilst they are not the smartest people in the world, they are still able to have their community prosper. A group of magic users entered Grogville and began running experiments on them since their minds were easier to control. They were attempting to exploit the unusually high strength of Grogville’s community and forcing them to join their army to fight for them. Many people of Grogville were only capable of saying the word “grog”, but a young half-orc called Grog was above and beyond the normal intelligence for the average member in Grogville. He was able to speak in simplistic sentences and have a greater understanding of the world around him. Grog was noticing what these magic users were doing to his community and began having a hatred for magic as he did not understand it and thought it was only used to hurt his people. He was still a young lad, not grown to his full size or strength. At the time he knew he had to stop these magic devils from hurting his people anymore, but he was not sure what he could do with his current level of strength. At night while they were herding his friends and family into pens, Grog snuck away to their caravan to see if he could find anything of value. As he was rummaging through their supplies, he noticed a wooden crate labelled “DANGER”. Grog opened the crate with ease, and he noticed many vials of different colors in the box. Grog was not sure what these vials do, and he did not how to consume them, so he began shoving all the vials into his mouth and chewing it. The glass did not affect him as the flesh of his mouth is immensely strong. With every vial he consumed he grew slightly larger and felt more powerful. He kept eating every single item in the magic user’s caravan until he started chewing on the outside of the wagon, but he realized he wasn’t getting stronger eating the wood, so he walked to a nearby river to see what he had done. As he walked towards the river to notice his reflection, the ground shook as he walked, and the trees seemed smaller than usual. Once he got to his reflection, he realized he has grown to a size never seen by the community of Grogville. Grog was filled with happiness as he could now take back his village from the evil magic users. As he walked back to Grogville from the enemy’s caravan, he saw the tiny mages look in fear. He was grabbing them one by one, eating them like sardines or throwing them away. Grog was able to take his village back and become a local hero to Grogville. The day after they through a celebration for Grog for his courageous feat, all of them shouting “Grog!”. Grog was enjoying his celebration, but his thoughts kept drifting about his addiction to growing stronger and larger. He had a drive-in life that surpassed the expectations of Grogville. He said goodbye to the people of Grogville and set out on his adventure to become the strongest half-orc who ever lived.