[center]Ogre January 18th 8:11pm
Scar's Edge[/center]

Ogre was smiling as the barricade shattered under his weapon's blow watching how quickly the rubble swallowed up the humans who weren't fast enough to escape, the ones who ran back in confused him but if any survived he would get to them later. If they hadn't feared him before they definitely did now after showing his earthshaking might which meant he could track down the leader and make an example of them since it looked like none of the other humans would provide any real resistance. A fact which was honestly...disappointing. There was very little challenge since the first attack on him besides making him take a minute or two longer to reach the wall which left him unsatisfied.

That was until a new and different human appeared from the dust in front of him very weirdly dressed, nice than the rest though. The behemoth remembered the leaders of the other towns looking different like this, though maybe not at fancy, even in the Scar so that could only mean one thing. He had forced the coward out of his hole otherwise the rest would likely find him unworthy and probably killed him for the insult, at least that made sense to him because leaders are protectors and you can't do that from the back. This was exciting even if he could barely understand a word out of the human's mouth but the tone made him quite eager to pummel the newcomer for disrespecting him.

Ogre was ready to swing before the earth erupted below him smashing into him like a wall pushing him back through the air very quickly. He tumbled backwards along the ground before clawing a free hand into the earth slowing himself down as he got back to his feet upset by the cheap shot but not all that surprised as demons held little respect either for such things. The huge man also smelled something different in the air as he was hit vaguely similar to the scent of the Scar but a bit more pleasant. It meant magic but he couldn't place the kind though no magic was good magic as far as he was concerned as he began to walk back maul in hand.

[color=saddlebrown]"[b]Your challenge is accepted shaman! You will fall like the rest in the Scar![/b]"[/color] The behemoth bellowed out picking up his pace into a charge before letting rip a wide swing using the length of his 10ft mace do its work for now before he decided how to approach this fight in earnest.