Otis nods at the man and quietly says
And he'll stand by, watching curiously."I'm Otis. Otis of Guyer. Nice to meet you, sir."
And he'll stand by, watching curiously."I'm Otis. Otis of Guyer. Nice to meet you, sir."
And his anger overpowers his sense of self-preservation, so he swings his table leg at the boar again, roaring as he does."OWWW! THAT'S NOT NICE!"