Your kingdom had lost to the Ogres, they were far too strong and cruel quickly routing any army before them. Your kingdom quickly signed a peace deal, lopsided towards the greedy Ogres giving them all the kingdoms lands and making all its people their subjects. The ogres were delighted with their spoils and soon began to rule their new subjects eagerly but crudely. For the first time in millennia the Ogers weren’t at war with anyone even themselves somehow having plundered enough even for the greediest of their members. They enjoyed their new status but we’re unaccustomed to anything but war and began imitating a caricatured version of what they thought rulers did from the various peoples they had conquered before. Enormous Castles and mansions were constructed quickly their architecture gaudy and unrefined. They soon divided their conquered lands into various fiefs with each ogre becoming a lord of their own domain free to do what they wanted so long as they answered their kings summons in a time of war, which now seemed a formality with their complete conquest of the known world.
You were soon sent to your new Masters castle, a relic of your former kingdoms defenses now transformed into your new Lord’s court to serve her. You knew better than to resist when you left your home escorted by the lords guards who were humans and various other races. You were marched into a central area that had been transformed into a throne room, a massive throne of gold, jewels, and bones of conquered enemies imposed itself on its surroundings. You noticed some portraits and other art work had been hung almost randomly a few broken marble busts and other looted items were displayed in some sort of imitation of how a noble would decorate their manor. You gulped as you were pushed to the center of the first row as a guard blew a horn.
“Now announcing the arrival of your Lady and Lord! The servants have been brought for their inspection M’lady!” A human guard called out.
“Get the red carpet you morons!” You heard a growl of an ogre behind what looked like Velvet curtains and realized they were trying to make a grand entrance. You had never seen a female ogre before…you wondered how ugly and terrifying your new master would be as you nervously looked around.
“Oh yeah sorry Miss!” An Orc guard quickly stumbled to the front and unrolled a fine, if somewhat dirty and dusty from being looted and carried a vast distance car, red carpet with gold embroidery.
Your new mistress suddenly emerged dramatically from behind the curtain, shaking the floor with her powerful steps. She tried to walk elegantly but had the rather crude stride all ogres possessed as she sauntered to her throne. You gasped as she sat down and seemed to look right at you and you saw….
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