<div class="floatleft">(http://www.britsattheirbest.com/cr_actor_keith_ledger.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_u">The Lion of the Press:</span></span></span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;">Campbell Garrett</span></span><br/><em>Adventurer, Explorer and Famed Reporter for the Korremberg Press</em><br/>Character Sheet (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=168844); 41 HP; AC 19<br/><hr/><br/>Ogres.  In my time as an adventurer for the ever-popular Korrenberg Chronicle, I have come in contact with ogres on a number of occasions, being that it is usually they that stand between the party and indescribable fortune.  The misfortune of being struck in the head by one of their great clubs is also mine, so rest assured in the veracity of my words:  an ogre is immensely strong and was built to fight.  A group of four could possibly handle two ogres with one warg, but if there were more guard groups, we would certainly be doomed.<br/><br/>The thought of taking up the disguise of an ogre crosses my mind.  I have the means to alter my physicality, my appearance, but even then, I would come in at a measly height, three feet less than the average ogre.  On top of that, there is no way that I could imitate the sour-dough stench of the regular unwashed ogre.  So my taking on the appearance of an ogre seems... far fetched.<br/><br/>But I could do something different.  I could create a distraction.  Garbed as a member of the Emerald Claw, I could sprint in and out of combat, drawing the attention of the guard.  Yes, I could play the ninja buffoon, he who utterly fails his mission by being seen.<br/><br/>"Wot if I could buy ye some more taime, guv'nor?  Ye might not think it by lookin' at me, but 'm a decent aerialist, an' I culd draw de' attention of sem' guards, causin' a distraction by pretendin' t'be an Emerald Cloh assassin.  Den', once de' chicken's in de coop, I'll get meself arrested, then find me a way out.  I might be able t'give you 'bout a thirty second window, if'n I dun' get killed sooner."