The ogre shook his head.  "So there's none here worthy of fighting," he said with a disappointed sigh, "Very well, we return to the camp."<br/><br/>Then he turned to Jessica.  "We don't have to do anything," he said to her, "I've no quarrel with this pack of scavengers.  Nor do I desire to claim this farmstead as my own.  Let them keep it and their new playthings.  I've no desire to have anything that's been soiled by gnolls."<br/><br/>"You may walk," he offered, "Or you may be bound and carried by my orcs."