Life's a forge! Yes, and hammer and anvil, too! You'll be roasted, smelted, and pounded, and you'll scarce know what's happening to you. But stand boldly to it! Metal's worthless till it's shaped and...
No matter what has happened, you're not a pig-boy; you're an Assistant Pig Keeper!
And thus did an Assistant Pig-Keeper become High King of Prydain.
For Wayfarers still journeying, for Wanderers at rest.
