A large creature, resembling not so much an ogre as a piece of trash-ridden demon crap, moves quickly into the arena to 55N55E. In bellows loudly in no particular language nothing really of consequence*. Although it wears some diseased-looking hide armor, the armor does not appear to offer any protection whatsoever, and yet hinders Olaf the Ogre Petitioner's movement.
* Translated for the viewers in the Shearing Pen, this causes the CN crowd to give a raucous cheer. He demands, "Hey, give me a beer."