Ok was an ordinary human merchant. The tool he used to support his family was a convoy of iron-plated trucks powered by steam engines.
Oh, it was not that he did not want to switch to better-quality, more powerful crystal-powered engines. It was just that those long-eared Night Elves sold them at outrageous prices. He was not one of those deep-pocketed Goblin consortiums, so where would he get the money for new equipment? He had given up on that idea.
So steam power it was. Aside from being a little noisy and the smoke from the rear exhaust pipes being a little bad for the environment, it was more than enough for his everyday hauling needs.
Ok's hometown was Eastvale Logging Camp in Elwynn Forest, Stormwind Kingdom, in the south of the continent. His parents were honest farmers.
But young people like Ok were extremely resistant to farming. They wanted to leave the hometown they had long grown tired of, venture out into the wider world, and make a huge pile of gold along the way.
Unfortunately, he had no affinity for magic, and his physical constitution did not meet the requirements for warriors or knights. So becoming an adventurer was out of the question. He could only be an ordinary independent merchant, driving his small convoy between the northern and southern continents and making a little money by reselling goods.
After the World of Azeroth acquired the two colonies of Outland and the parallel world of Draenor, the quality of life and overall incomes of both Alliance and Horde civilians rose dramatically. The booming commercial trade market also produced a great many merchants who traveled far and wide.
Ok had made some money over the past few years as well. Though it was not as fast as what adventurers