GRENDEL
A creature, more frightening than you could ever imagine, haunted the great halls of Herot in the night. When the sun had set, and the sky was a black sheet.
Grendel, demon of all demons. Deadly Beast. Blood Seeker. Hell’s Assassin. The only monster who came close to being as bad as Satan himself. His image could paralyze you. He was enormous, big. His ogre-like features made the skin of humans crawl, his flesh the color of a deadly green. Blood was smeared upon his arms, remains of his last meal; of the last unfortunate soul to which he’d shown no mercy. Claws sharper than knives were always at the ready on his slimy, grimy hands. His legs dragged behind him when he crawled, gaunt and beaten…but ready to kill, nonetheless. They never made a sound as he lurked through the halls which he haunted at nightfall, always silent and sneaky. Filthy rags hung from his body, caked in dirt and blood. His eyes were filled with hate, hell’s flames shining through them. You could see images of death and murder just gazing into them…the gore and evilness. But as if anyone dared look him in the eye or even approached. But those who’d been killed and slaughtered by him would always catch a glimpse before being devoured in his great, blood-thirsty mouth. After his killing spurge, the smell of flesh and human blood sat upon his lips. No one could ever escape him. His strength was too much to bear. What a God-cursed creature he was…
Never had one looked upon such a terrible sight. Never had one swore that they had seen hell through a ghoul. Never had one ever been so terrified of a being…than they had of Grendel.
(by Glennellen)
A creature, more frightening than you could ever imagine, haunted the great halls of Herot in the night. When the sun had set, and the sky was a black sheet.
Grendel, demon of all demons. Deadly Beast. Blood Seeker. Hell’s Assassin. The only monster who came close to being as bad as Satan himself. His image could paralyze you. He was enormous, big. His ogre-like features made the skin of humans crawl, his flesh the color of a deadly green. Blood was smeared upon his arms, remains of his last meal; of the last unfortunate soul to which he’d shown no mercy. Claws sharper than knives were always at the ready on his slimy, grimy hands. His legs dragged behind him when he crawled, gaunt and beaten…but ready to kill, nonetheless. They never made a sound as he lurked through the halls which he haunted at nightfall, always silent and sneaky. Filthy rags hung from his body, caked in dirt and blood. His eyes were filled with hate, hell’s flames shining through them. You could see images of death and murder just gazing into them…the gore and evilness. But as if anyone dared look him in the eye or even approached. But those who’d been killed and slaughtered by him would always catch a glimpse before being devoured in his great, blood-thirsty mouth. After his killing spurge, the smell of flesh and human blood sat upon his lips. No one could ever escape him. His strength was too much to bear. What a God-cursed creature he was…
Never had one looked upon such a terrible sight. Never had one swore that they had seen hell through a ghoul. Never had one ever been so terrified of a being…than they had of Grendel.
(by Glennellen)
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ReplyDeleteGreat description Glenn! Very effective!
ReplyDeleteLoved it!
ReplyDeleteEspecially the ending.
ReplyDeleteWow! That's really good Glenn !!! Yours makes mine look like a whimp!!
ReplyDeleteThat was graphic. But you know, it was very discriptive, and that's what this class is all about! BRAVO to you!
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