Ive never eaten at an Olive Garden because a.)

we dont have them in the UK, and b.)

unlimited pasta sounds like a death sentence.

An ogre from Total War: Warhammer 3 swings a scimitar into the oncoming enemy front line

Big Tones was having none of it.

A class act, no doubt.

Dont call it a mobility scooter.

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Its a nobility scooter, sunshine.

Ogres, neither chaotic nor good, are neutral nomads.

And no-one knows the way down to flavortown like the Ogres.

A screenshot of the ogre Greasus Goldtooth in Total War: Warhammer 3, a large, pink skinned monster with a giant turkey leg in his mouth even has he is pushed, topless, into war on a cart covered with treasure

They just want a big plate of something tasty, sans plate.

A sort of counterculture to Instagram food or those melts that put edible gold on everything.

Unpretentious, mask off.

A line of fearsome ogres in Total War: Warhammer 3 standing ready on the battlefield

Crunch some bones, magically break the bones of your enemies.

Eat a rock, all your mates become rock hard, and so on.

Like many of Warhammers supernatural elements, conviction plays a big part here.

A truly inspirational story about the joyful freedom of embracing imperfection, and letting it all hang out.