The King Slayer by b-b-wolfman
The Ogres have plagued the Wastelands of E'nohpelet for centuries past, but in recent times their lust for blood has grown greedy and their shadow has cast upon from wide to far across lands that it never should.
They have a Champion it is said, of Slayer of Kings. His greed is mightier than that of all the hordes of E'nohpelet. He gives honour to any newly slain Kings head as a centre piece upon his chest where there it'll rest and rot from flesh to bone. And as the blood from the Kings head dries on his cauldron belly his fiery appetite roars once more and his
hordes are called upon to wage war and bring chaos, this time West where the Kingdoms of Elves and Man lie.