Ogres are big, ugly, brutish monsters that excel at two things: eating and fighing. An Ogre is easily recognised by his massive frame and boulder-link gut, but any that come across one would do well to stay out of its path, for an Ogre will, more often than not, club to death and messily devour any living thing it can catch. The Ogres come from a number of kingdoms scattered throughout the Mountains of Mourn and beyond far to the east of the Old World. They travel the world fighting as mercenaries and picking on those weaker than themelves, which to be frank, is nearly everybody. To the dismay of the civilised races, the Ogre populations in the mountains have grown so large that they have begun to foray into the outside world, no longer in groups of two or three, but in their hundreds.