Ogre
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| Ogre | |
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 Eat first, ask questions never |
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| Founding | |
| Founded | After the Great Maw opened and tried to eat the sky |
| Founder | The first survivors who crawled out of the crater |
| Current Leader | Overtyrant Greasus Goldtooth (also called Tradelord Greasus, also called “Da Big Fat One”) |
| Geography | |
| Capital | None; the tribe with the most meat today is the capital |
| Major Cities | None; just big camps around the best grazing and raiding grounds |
| Regions | Mountains of Mourn, Ogre Kingdoms, and every mercenary road from Cathay to Bretonnia |
| Biology | |
| Lifespan | 100-120 winters if nobody eats them first |
| Height | 274-330 cm (9′0″ - 10′10″); bigger is always better |
| Culture | |
| Language | Ogri (mostly grunts, chewing noises, and threats) |
| Religion | The Great Maw (bottomless hunger), Fire Mouth (big volcano god for Firebellies) |
| Government | |
| Government | Whoever can sit on the biggest pile of gold and meat without being pushed off |
| Relations | |
| Allies | Whoever pays in cattle, gold, or more enemies to eat |
| Enemies | Whoever runs out of cattle, gold, or enemies first |
Ogres are walking mountains of muscle, fat, and appetite. Ten feet tall, five feet wide, and always, always hungry. They came from the east when a comet tore open the Great Maw and tried to swallow their ancestors. The ones who didn’t get eaten crawled out, looked at the hole full of teeth, and decided that was a pretty good god to follow. Now they roam the world in tribes, eating everything that doesn’t eat them first and hiring out as the most expensive (and effective) mercenaries money can buy.
Overview
If you want to play a walking siege engine who solves diplomacy with a club the size of a tree and whose life philosophy is “If it moves, hit it. If it stops moving, eat it,” welcome to the tribe.
Appearance
Picture a hairy, pot-bellied avalanche with tusks and a bad attitude. Skin thick as rhino hide, gut like a battering ram protected by a massive iron gutplate hammered with trophies. Tiny piggy eyes, broken nose, mouth full of jagged teeth that have bitten through steel. Hair and beards in greasy braids, decorated with bones, coins, and the occasional still-screaming goblin.
Culture & Society
- Regions: Mountains of Mourn and anywhere the food ran out yesterday.
- Culture: Eat, fight, get paid, repeat.
- Names: Braggoth Gutmuncher, Skrag the Slaughterer, Golgfag Maneater, Ghobbleshanks, Braglob One-Eye.
- Religion: The Great Maw wants feeding. Everything else is details.
Relations with Other Races
- Everyone - Useful (they have food, gold, or both)
- Chaos - Useful (they pay well and taste spicy)
- Chaos Corruption - Resistant (the Maw eats Chaos for breakfast)
- Slavery - Allowed (captives are just slow food)
Strengths & Weaknesses
- Strengths: Stronger than a troll, tougher than a dragon, hits like a cannonball with fists.
- Weaknesses: Thick as two bricks, always starving, greedy enough to betray anyone for a bigger steak.
Playing an Ogre
You have two moods: hungry and angry (usually both). Speech is short, loud, and smells of onions. Problems are solved by hitting them until they become food or treasure. A Tyrant rules by having the biggest gut and the meanest club. A Butcher rips open reality with a cleaver and pulls out spells the way a chef pulls ribs off a carcass. A Maneater has fought for every army in the world and stolen the best bits of all of them.
Loyalty lasts exactly until someone offers more meat.
Physical Appearance
Ten feet of hairy, scarred, grinning destruction. Gutplate the size of a wagon wheel, club made from an entire tree, pockets full of half-eaten “snacks.” When an Ogre charges, the ground shakes and smart people run.
Notable Ranks & Careers
Runt → Belly → Bruiser → SlaughterMaster / Firebelly → Tyrant → Overtyrant (one at a time, until the next one eats him)