"Regretably, you have found one." replies the shade. "We had heard of the ogre, but dismissed it as mere superstition, or perhaps bandits who sought to scare merchants out of their wits. I can only thing the ogre thought me the most dangerous of our group, for a stone twice the size of a mans head found my chest before I realised we were under attack."<br/><br/>"I heard the noise of fighting, and the screams of those who fell, but I could not rise from the ground. My bones were splintered by the rock, and the darkness claimed me. So, for my dishonour, I am now destined to walk the pass, and try to frighten away those who would enter it, and save them from my own fate."