Cost

2

Strength

3

Health

3

Type

Creature

Faction

Norden

Set

Core

Flavor Text

Enough sense not to take you seriously and enough sass to take you down.

Lore

A hog I saw, furious growl on its lip, No friend of the asphalt was it, But a lover of miles. And on its saddle, a furious scowl. Tattoos cutting through muscles, leathers cutting through ice-sharp wind. A killer of men. Would you know yet more? <i>Lore submitted by paweldaruk</i>