"Damn it's an ogre!"
"Quiet Eredor we don't want the brute to kill us."
"Sorry Derthor...well are we gonna kill it?"
"Fine but I get the teeth"
"Why do you want the teeth?"
"Alchemy... it's valuable for alchemy"
"All right I'll sneak up and cut its neck if it lives then shoot it with your bow poison the arrow."
"Sure I'll stay back and shoot while you go kill yourself!" I snuck up on the Ogre and cut its throat surprisingly it turned around and punched me in the throat. The Ogre from the front was really ugly its crooked teeth seemed ready to tear my flesh, his dark beady eyes were filled with hatred and murder, his thick and tough skin seemed impenetrable, the pure bulk of its massive and powerful arms and legs was horrible nothing seamed enough to stop it, The Blubber at its stomach was revoltingly pushing out 6 inches. Then finally its feet were sandaled and the crotch was covered by a lion cloth.