Encountering a man who had befriended a boar living in the woods was not something you expected. The poor guy looked completely frazzled and dirty like he hasn't properly bathed in years. The winter was beginning to reach it's coldest peak so, against your better judgement, you brought him and his boar back to your home.

you usher Murro and his boar to a bed and Murro hesitantly sits down on it, his boar hopping up beside him without a second thought.

"I appreciate it but, this really isn't nescessary.. we're fine sleeping outside.."