"Save the Bait", and other horrors.
Brave Olgiherga Ogerhunch, ogre hunter of the Ostrobogs and fenstalker.
Pray that your loneliness may spur you into finding something to live for, great enough to die for.
The Book of Hammerskjold
Few are the sons of men who have come to understand the ways of the Volgotoi, the huge warrior race commonly referred to as Ogres.
A wasteland, a vast expanse of ogre infested, nightshade choked swamp…
Why rum all gone?
The PCs find a small green glass bottle, something can be seen writhing within the smoked glass. If the PCs open the bottle a repulsing form of life will pour forth and grow in size. A genderless beings of soft pliable purple flesh towers before the PCs, it has no detail, no distinguishing characteristics except for a narrow slit for a mouth that holds rows of inwardly curving teeth.