They called him Bigpig but I didn’t think they meant it so… literally. When we first saw him we were pretty scared, I’ll admit. But he’s a big softy really, behind all those bristles and tusks. Apparently he was a real boar, a regular ol’ animal who chose to fight away the encroaching elves – they always take too much, you know how it is. Even a great big elf would be put off by a rampaging wild boar, and he drove them away after only two felled trees.
The local spirits rewarded him for his bravery and gave him all the strength he would ever need, and the size to match. It’s recommended that newcomers to the area introduce themselves to avoid… unpleasant misunderstandings… but he’s seems a nice guy.