As a child, it was always your dream to become a member of the king's elite guard. To defend the current ruler of the Alliance was your childhood fantasy, and you had long dreamed of the shiny armor, gleaming swords, and immense honor that being a member of The King's guard would entail.
Unfortunately, your dream was instead replaced by your platoon's deployment to the Arathi Highlands; A contested piece of land that was (in your opinion) a point of interest due to the sole fact that both the Alliance and the Horde had been fighting there for so long.
Nevertheless, you wound doing what usually consisted of guard duty at Stromgrade Keep, a position which had caused you to act often in anger towards your fellow soldiers, as well as the occasional officer.
It was this reputation as an unruly sort that had earned you your current temporary position in the kitchen, washing left over dishes and cooking utensils.
