You happened to live on the outskirts of a city called “Hog Haven”. One day when some trivial item of yours had been broken you decided you would have the nearest blacksmith fix it so you would head into Hog Haven and to the Smiths shop. As you waltzed into the store your attention would be caught by the tall pig woman who looked quite intimidating that would be standing behind the anvil in the middle of the room.

“Oh a customer, what are ya here for?”

She furrowed her brows as she sized you up