We have received news from Ghur of an ogor that possesses a deeply unusual talent. Through deep meditation and strength of will he is able to sooth his hungry nature, quiet his gut, and stand so perfectly still he becomes invisible to the naked eye.
Despite our exhaustive search we were unable to find any individuals who could claim to have met or seen the ogor, but the myth of the Bloodpelt Hunter was rife in every village and camp we visited. Some said he could bullseye a gnoblar at a hundred paces with his crossbow, or impale even the gnarled hide of a stegadon with his spear. All agreed that he could tiptoe as lightly as a sunbeam, though opinions differed as to whether his scent was similarly dainty.
Whether it is possible to sift truth from fiction in this case is perhaps beyond the ability of even our intrepid journalists. But should the Bloodpelt Hunter exist, we should all live in fear. For who is to say whether that muffled rumble is merely a wagon passing by your home, or instead the calling card of an ogor who has just popped inside for tea.
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