Barney the Orc approached the Boars with a greedy smirk on his face, already licking his lips as he could practically taste how good they would be roasted on a spit. He removed a large two headed axe from his back, hefting it in his hands as he moved with caution.
The Boar facing towards him lifted its head, letting out a few aggressive snorts and stomping its hooves defensively as the group of guards approached them.
Like any beast, they saw it as something else coming along to take their food. Something that could never be allowed, and required them to fight for their right to feast.
The guards spread out, encircling the Boars and slowly but surely closing the circle. Once they got within 10 meters (88 Cheeseburgers) of the Boars, they realised that their threats were not enough.
