Aha. As she lay prone on a hill, watching the ogres below patrol their own grounds, Temma could tell this would be a challenging job. If she was to secure the Stonewrought Dam, prevent the Wetlands from flooding, and make a lot of money in the process, she had to liberate a crystal from one of these ogres... for whatever reason the dwarf back at the dam was going to use it for. Temma smiled, squinted, and aimed down the sight of her rifle. It wasn't very accurate, very long range, or even very powerful, but it'd hopefully wound the ogre enough for it to be stumbling by the time it reached her.