By the light of the Moon a visage of horror and vengeance rises from the swamps and heads towards King Hrothgar mead hall of Heorot. Those who killed her child Grendel will pay this night.
Filled with hate for all humans, it takes little to send her on a murdering frenzy.
To avenge her son, she plans on devouring as many of the hated men she can.
Attacking while they sleep will add to their terror as they wake to her fangs and claws at their throats.
That at least will be a start to her plans of endless night raids on these doomed souls.
Grendel's Modor is a plastic piece from the Ragnarok game that I painted this week.
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