Chapter 11: Arrive of the Hero




As my warriors and I sailed across the icy sea towards Hrothgar's kingdom, We sailed through the gray, foggy sky and then suddenly the sky began to clear and there it was, the land of the Danes. As soon as my warriors and I approached the sand, we were approached by a man with a large spear. He charged down towards our ship and said, "What are ye, bearers of armour, dressed in mail-coats, that have thus come riding your tall ship over the sea-road, winter-cold ocean, here to Daneland?" (153) Gently I responded making sure not to anger the man holding a sharp spear I said, " We're Geats, the hearth-companions of King Hygilac. You've heard of my father. A famous old man named Ecgtheow" I explained that I was here to complete what has been portrayed throughout the land as an insurmountable task. The guards seemed to be accepting of us and we began to walk towards Herot. From there we would eat and I would fuel my body for the impending battle. We marched slowly and methodically.

As I entered the mead hall I could feel the eyes on me. I carried myself in anxiously waiting for my date with the monster. But first, my body needed to be replenished. My men and I sat in for a meal and some mead. In Herot, I was introduced to Unferth. He challenged my tales and mocked them with stupid motions and sound effects. He said, "and at last Brecca beat you, much stronger than you were" (160). I explained to him that this was not true and told the hall of what actually happened. My calm nature was challenged as I talked about him being a murderer. What a guy Unferth is. A murderer challenging the validity of my tale. He's lucky Hrothgar defused the situation. I forced myself to not let Unferth affect me. I laid down in Herot at the end of the night. Anxiously waiting to defeat Grendel. Herot would be free by morning.


Check this out:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jK8VADEaySI

Works Cited:
“Beowulf Journey Project.” Emaze Presentations, www.emaze.com/@AWZLRIQI.
Gardner, John. Grendel. Vintage Books Edition, 1971. 
“13th Warrior Mead Hall.” YouTube, YouTube, 13 May 2016, www.youtube.com/watch?v=jK8VADEaySI.

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