The Ogres Come of Age

The Ogres Come of Age

Rallos Zek, in his wisdom, created the ogres -- a race that embodied the best of all of his other races, including the giants, goblins, and orcs. We are, and shall always be, a reflection of what the Warlord sees as perfection. Our intelligence and brawn make us a deadly force as we have continued to prove.

After being set upon these great lands, we quickly found a place that would be a perfect home -- both strategically and in its beauty. Most creatures would look upon the great rock face rising from a deep crevice as impossible and inhospitable, but we saw its great potential and our knowledge gave us the tools we needed to carve a great city in the stone.

A great architect emerged from among us, named Nokk Stonechipper. He scribed great plans not just for the city itself, but the tools and contraptions needed to build it. And so we did. Within five years the city was complete. It became clear as we prospered that we had made the right choice. The city was well defended against all creatures who attacked.

It did not take too many years for our ogres to begin to outgrow this city and rather than compromise Nokk, the decision was made to expand our empire to the north. And so a great caravan of ogres left to build it. And they did.

From then until now, these days when Rallos Zek has called us to battle in the Plane of Earth, our Chief Dronuk Rockjaw has led us to greatness -- the heads of the Rallosian Empire that I dare believe will someday rule over Norrath.

Signed,

Magi Ugunk of the Sphinx Keepers