The Sea Hag
Kill Them ! Kill Them All !!
Vannaorm loved her little monster, and mothered it to no end. Then one day she set her little baby in the ocean water to watch it transform into its serpent form. The hairy infant sank like a rock ! Vannaorm dove into the water, and quickly transformed into a serpent. Within moments she had her child held firmly against her with a flipper, and was pushing to the surface as hard as she could with her tail. Back on land she was helpless, and had to wait for her limbs to dry so she could transform back into human form. As she lay there helpless and terrified in the mud of the cave, she suddenly heard the infant cough, and expel the water from his lungs that he had swallowed. When she once again had arms and legs she picked up her child and hugged it to her breasts. She cried as she told it over and over: " I am sorry ! I am so sorry ! " As she kissed his hairy little forehead she said : " I will name you Jordmann. "
Jordmann grew fast. Very fast ! Despite a leg that was partially lame that he had to drag as he walked, the boy was extremely strong. Vannaorm tried to feed the boy the foods that she liked to eat. She caught fresh fish for him daily, and added shrimp, crabs, and clams to his diet. He ate what was placed before him, but he did not enjoy the taste of what the ocean had to offer. Then one day a floater washed up on the shore. Jordmann smelled the rotting meat from the cave and limped out to see what it was. At first he sniffed around the dead carcass of the human, but satisfied that it was eatable he began to chew on the flesh. As Vannaorm watched her son enjoying his meal of human flesh, she thought to herself : " If it is human flesh he wants, then it is human flesh he will have ! " That night Vannaorm swam out into the ocean, and tasted the water to see if any floaters were around. When the moon began to descend from the sky she saw off in the distance a floater blowing in the wind. She swam round and round the wooden floater, and noticed that a human stood at the rear of the vessel holding something. Suddenly she had an idea ! Vannaorm swam a short distance from the floater, and then turned. With all the speed she could muster, the sea serpent swam straight at the human. When she was close enough, she jumped out of the water, and with her huge teeth grabbed hold of the human's head pulling him into the water. She held the human under until it slowly stopped struggling, and then swam back to shore. When she presented Jordmann with his dinner the creature was delighted, and began to feast at once. Vannaorm was so happy to see her son enjoying himself. Jordmann had become her one obsession and her only link to her mate Dervan. She would do anything for him.
Night after night Vannaorm went out to hunt for her son's dinner. The floaters were plentiful, and she almost always came back with at least one human for her son to feast on. Then, one day floaters came ashore a little up the coast from the cave. From the safety of the woods Vannaorm and Jordmann watched as these earth walkers slowly cut down trees, and built a magnificent cave out of wood. She learned from carefully listening to the earth walkers that their leader was called King Hrothgar, and that the cave was referred to as the mead hall called Herot. Jordmann licked his lips, and pointed towards the mead hall with a smile. His mother understood completely, and stroked his misshapen head. " Yes my dear boy, I will no longer have to swim out to sea for your food. They have decided to come here, and serve themselves up to us !
On land Vannaorm was not much of an opponent for the earth walkers, but her son no longer needed her to feed him. He was more than capable of fending for himself now. At first Jordmann would only kill the "Scyldings", as they called themselves, if he caught one all alone in the woods. As Jordmann grew larger he also grew much more bolder, and would attack the Scyldings who stood outside of the hall known as Herot. Vannaorm's boy had extremely good hearing, and could hear the earth walkers as they moved through the forests, which made them easy targets for him to track. Loud noise, however, hurt his ears and would drive him into a frenzy of anger. One night his sensitive ears picked up a lot of loud noises coming from Herot. The creature began to become agitated, and when he could not take any more he headed off to the hall. When he came to the mead hall he was confronted by a Scylding holding a weapon. The metal object the human threw at him bounced off of his thick skin without doing him any harm. Angered by the little creature he picked him up, and bit off his head. Then he limped over to the doors of the hall, and began to pound on them. When they slowly opened he broke the doors down, and attacked all those in the hall. The shouts and screams of the Scyldings made him even madder, and many of the humans lost their lives that night, and were dragged back to his cave.
Over the next several years Jordmann attacked the hall whenever he hungered, or whenever the Scyldings angered him with their loud merriment. The cave slowly became littered with piles of the bones from all his victims. Vannorm seldom went out into the ocean anymore, and over the years she became a wrinkled old sea hag. Slowly she began to lose her mind. She was consumed with her hatred of these humans who had killed her mate, and pushed her son to avenge his father by killing more and more of the humans. Her son was more than happy to do as she asked !
The Scyldings built great doors on their mead hall, and seldom ventured out at night. If they did they never went alone ! At first they would post guards outside of the hall, but by morning the sentries were no where to be found, and the practice was stopped. When Jordmann could not find an easy prey outside of the hall he would simply pound on the doors until they gave way, and then he would enter, and kill as many as he wanted. No matter how strong they made the doors the creature always managed to beat it down, and get into Herot. Every night they heard the dragon howling they knew that the creature was coming ! They tried to defend themselves, but it was no use. No weapon could injure the great hairy beast.
Finally one day King Hrothgar had had enough ! He sent out a messenger to the land of the Geats asking for assistance. He would no longer accept his people being killed by this creature that they called Grendel. Then on a bright sunny day a ship came to the shore of King Hrothgar's land, and a man set foot on the beach . He said that he heard of the plight of the Scyldings, and had come to assist them. He gave his name as Beowulf........
But that story has already been written my friends.
- Glenn Bergen, ( Ravensheart ), © Copyright, 2014.