"Hurry yourself Sgrogbraogg, I'd rather not be late and be the last team to enter the atrium," Linas said, his daughter scurrying behind the unfazed scientist with the 16-foot monster giving large yet slow strides across the white polished floor. The ogre was quite impressed by the scenery before his eyes, it seemed to be built similarly to the underground fortresses of the dawi, impressively large yet sticks to a rather drab style compared to the great gleaming decadent cities like the Asur. The entire feel of this great building though seemed to emit the sense that this was built for and by smart people with its large yet practical designs. The only reason why Sgrogbraogg could have such a deep insight of architecture was due to the might of the Ogre Kingdoms and their tendencies to be hired as the vanguard of almost every army from the ancient Cold Ones to the shady Ratmen. The Ogre Kingdoms in on itself doesn't murder for the sake of murder, they murder and pillage to bring favor of the Great Maw and end their ceaseless hunger given by the very same god. If the time came in which villages paid the ogres on a seasonal basis to produce food for the horde rather than end their production entirely, the ogres would gladly take the deal without violence if the village stuck with the deal. In the end, ogres entirely have the keen sense of making deals with other races if they so choose to make it with the brutish race, but one has to remember if the deal gets too cumbersome for their greedy bellies it would force them to get a quicker meal of freshly grounded meat! Anyway, besides the history lesson, Sgrogbraogg also noticed the hasty reconstruction of the entrances as well, it was almost like it was quickly built for someone with a larger size than normal. Hehehe. 

"Heh, you called this the Inquisitorial College? Well... It doesn't look too shabby by the looks of it, you eggheads always did have the tendencies to stick in groups to protect yourselves against forces like myself," Tyrant said, grinning a sloppy set of slabbed teeth towards the two humans.

"I can say for sure that we do have the greatest minds working on this little project here, and while it is true that we have congregated to solve, a little muscle like yourself can be of use to us 'eggheads'."

"Father, can you try not to be condescending to everyone? Especially to the 16-foot monster that can crush us to death with his pinkie toe?" Mary stated behind her gas-mask, clearly the more pragmatic between the father and daughter relationship between the two. 

"Yes, yes. I'll be sure to try to heed the words of my assistant about the way I've been acting since before you were born. Anyway! If you follow me and my little girl here Sgrogbraogg I'll see it that we get everything ready for the start of the tournament."

Clearly amused by the banter between the two humans, Sgrogbraogg pushed upon the rather large doors towards a rather pristine and glorious glass atrium. The entire area proved to be some sort of meeting area, though at the moment seemed to be specialized for the certain occasion as there laid thirty-two podiums formed within an enclosing circle. Most the contestants have already arrived positioned within their according podiums to the dismay of Linas, but the group arrived with most eyes upon the largest being of the entire room. Sgrogbraogg was quite happy about the attention, it was normal to get looks of horror for his massive size, but each contestant within their respective podiums have been chosen as the champion of their world and would provide the ogre with an extravagant and exotic feast upon new races. In the end, Sgrogbraogg moved to his podium adjusted for his height with a strange contraption placed within the center, but it didn't matter much to the Tyrant as he scanned the smaller beings that would provide him a fierce competition for this 'wish'.  

The Lady in White, she would provide a well preserved taste of beauty and lean flesh from the cold aura emitting from the lady. 

The God Hand, the young supple taste would prove to be similar to a succulent juicy slabs of meat of well prepared veal.

The Fungal Knight, while most mushrooms in on itself carry a hearty meat-like flavor it seems that they would sadly only provide just a crunchy taste of a skeleton with no meat on its bones. 

Smiley, this strange demon yet like all of its kind have taste beyond his palate which he just can't place but meat is meat to the ogre.

Queen of Terror, this one both combined two meats in one with their human body with the lean treat of lizard flesh which meant this one seemed the tastiest with its multiple textures and flavors. 

The Blood Devil, quite a heavily armored shell of metal to protect their weak skin and flesh which makes a perfect built in boiling pan for that nice cooked human taste.

The Sentinel, yuck, mostly metal with a meak human inside means for a tasteless fight with too much effort for the feast at the end of the match.

Inari, beauty between his victims actually do provide a different taste, generally peeling and eating well managed skin beyond the dainty meat provides a good but not so filling meal.

Knight Sylvestre, similar to the Blood Knight, but with the handy halberd could provide a handy rotisserie knight like the pompous Bretonnian knights.

Gaben's Chosen, salty and sugary screams from the child, a good snack to eat but multiple versions would be rather unhealthy.

Captain K. Runch, a balanced breakfast that would provide a part of a healthy and nutritious meal but might provide a hint of salty flavor within its meat.

Seraphim, another warrior clad within a personal meat container but this one seems to have a personal roasting device strapped to their back which would provide a portable device for cooking up humans on the go.

The Apex Hunter, a most likely gamey meat which would be prepared well with other animals mixed within a hearty meaty stew fit for a filling and heavy dinner.

The Angel, yet another heavily armored knight, but this one provides the interesting development of bloodied wings which can be eaten fried for a tasty and juicy meal paired with a nice meat inside of the armor.

Blackjack, another fully armored character with a strange design that was completely foreign to the ogre. Anyhow, they look like a bipedal creature so they will most likely taste of human.  

Angry Dragon, sadly not an actual dragon who's meat is actually some of the best meat the ogre had ever tasted in his life. A meager human that doesn't pack much meat on itself so another scrawny unfulfilling snack. 

Mika, another child solider with soft and underdeveloped flesh which would provide tasty and soft bites of a young human.

With those 17 accounted for, Sgrogbraogg was just about to judge the rest of the contestants with his good eye for detecting how well an opponent would taste before he was rudely interrupted by a figure above the contestants. It was strangely just an unimpressive old lady, Sgrogbraogg was hoping for a more better tasting looking leader, but these eggheads tend to have leaders that don't have much meat on their bones. Anyway, with a strangely booming voice most likely produced by the strange machines propped right before her lips provided some vague information pertaining to the mysterious tournament and the arena which all these other-worldly beings will fight to the death over to get their apparent wish. The talk of other unknown dangers excited Sgrogbraogg slightly as well, more unknown meat with some treasure to boot was always another good incentive for brutally murdering other sentient beings. And finally the old woman gave some information about the strange devices before the contestants, the little trinket apparently handled their souls which was most likely impossible! The tiny contraption wouldn't be able to handle such a wide and girthy soul of Tyrant Sgrogbraogg Gaintbreaker Wallcrusher Mountaineater Drakedestroyer Gatecrasher Hoardmaster All-Maw the Large and Strong! Still, it was his to take so even if this trinket could somehow absorb souls it was most likely in his favor to keep it away from others. The ogre manhandled the small figure with his large hands, clumsily tying the trinket to his over-sized neck.

"Hmm, this tournament better be worth my time and effort human. If not I'll be here sooner or later and eat you and all of your friends personally," 

"Don't worry about it Tyrant Sgrogbraogg Gaintbreaker Wallcrusher Mountaineater Drakedestroyer Gatecrasher Hoardmaster All-Maw the Large and Strong. I'll be sure whatever you find will be beyond your expectations! Remember though, I'm betting some of my money on you, so try your best not to die." 

"Hurr hurr hurr, human, you're a funny one. When I win in the end, I'll be sure to remember your name when I conquer the Old World." Sgrogbraogg cockily said, hefting up his great weapons once again, adjusting his gut-plate, and with a toothy grin was soon enveloped once again in a thick white fog to enter the blood bath of the Crucible.