Gross creature, slipping from the woods into the village at will. Chewing on roots, spewing foul discharges from both ends. Inside lies a hiding metamorphisis of medieval existense. A creature of a special spirit filled with rythm, fun and love of life. A creature who is a valuable friend and party animal. A warm heart and a burning fire inside. Every man should have an ogre for a friend, but only if they call him Rio.