Dale looked up at the creature, deciding to just go ahead and bring it into the dungeon. “Follow me… um. I’m sorry, what is your name and, ah, race?” “Am Ogre!” A fist bounced off her metal clad-chest. “Enemies weep, run in terror! Ogre have no mercy!” “Your name? Are there more of your people?” Dale prodded as they walked slowly and carefully through the crowd. “Just me! Am Boss!” she stated proudly, then hesitated. “Never earn name. You want give me name?” “Um. Sure.” Dale tried to play for time as he thought. “You are the only one of–” “Oni!” the Ogre bellowed happily. “Me the Oni! Thank
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