It was a warm summer evening at the seaside mountain of Salamandastron Boar the Fighter was hard at work forging new arms for the fighting hares of the long patrol. Suddenly a hare dashed into the room Bowleg stood to attention until Boar gave a nod signalling he could speak.
"Sire there's fighting on the beach" he said with a sharp salute.
"Searats eh?" the mighty badger lord hefted his massive sword over one shoulder as he tossed his apron aside.
"No sire its a human and his youngun" Bowleg replied as the badger dressed in his armour. "We helped em out as much as we could but there's too many sir"
Boar laughed "too many for you maybe but not for Boar the Fighter; Eulalia!" the last word was a deafening roar that shook the mountain fortress and echoed around the mountain Boar the Fighter was comming.