Story

Once upon a time there was a King. His beautiful kingdom was not that far away. Actually just behind that hill over there. The King was loved by His people and very much feared by His enemies. Because the King owned a powerful Hammer which He used to bring peace into His Kingdom and keep enemies away.

That Hammer was not only huge and very heavy, but also very special. Back in the days, it belonged to a very wise Viking and the saying was, that that Viking got it personally from Thor himself. Or was it from Odin? Nobody really knew any-more. The King on the other hand got it from the Viking himself. As a passing gift to an old friend. When the Viking died, just before he did his last breath, he handed the Hammer over to the King.

The King was always fair with that Hammer. While he became very powerful with the might of the Hammer, he never really misused His power. But always looked after his Kingdom which was prosperous and all creatures within were living in peace.

Now the Pig Hanchō heard about the King and His Hammer. Years passed and the Pig grew greener with anger every day. First, nobody noticed. But some day one henchpig had a very funny day and when the Pig Hanchō passed, she made croaking noised like a frog. She should not have done this, for her day ended being a head shorter than it started.

And that was it for the Pig Hanchō. He needed to have that Hammer and take his own Kingdom, by force.