"Pigmen," Pazo snarls. "Nasty creatures of tusk and snout. Passable hunters and tribesmen, but swine the whole lot. Imagine giant boar walking on back two legs until shape of person. Razorbacks tall as dwarf or short human and are masters of charging and makeshift crossbows. Some even gain arcane and shamanic arts for magic meddeling. But in end, just simple people with bad attitudes."
"Pazo have fought many tribes of Razorbacks in Barrens. This Tavern even assailed on occassion by traveling warparty. Bristlebacks, quilboars, razorbacks, razorfen, all nasty pigmen no matter what name spread out and north from strongholds in Southern Barrens. Drawn to places of great thorny vines rising out of ground."
"In battle, Pazo have been victorious on many fields since razorbacks have no blacksmiths. Use only leather goods and clubs. Makeshift crossbows and magics fashioned from what razorbacks scavange or steal."
