1. You will generate a list of 10 characteristics common to monsters.2. You will plan and write a descriptive essay on a monster you create including the following: what the monster looks like, what the monster eats, where the monster lives, what the monsters personality is like.3.
You will identify, interpret, and create sensory descriptions, also called imagery.Repulsive looks, incongruous behavior, undead, ominous glow, smell of death, ruthless, lack of compassion, large (height & mass) hidden under armor/veils, no fear of death. Looks: Tall, medium build, Has face – never visible, wearing a suit of black armor, carries large 2-handed broadsword, has a strange ominous glowing around him. Diet: People food, lost soul - mainly alcohol.Home: Doesn't have a home, doesn't sleep Personality: Harcore, “Bad to the bone”, will stop at nothing to complete a task & will do nothing but work to complete.
Many years ago, the Knights Templar slaughtered all who opposed the will of their God and stopped at nothing to win the Holy Lands. Many believe that the Knights Templar were the army of God, when in fact, they were the exact opposite. The souls of these men were as dark and evil as Satan and because of this, they were damned. Of the many blackened souls, there shone but just one, brighter than the brightest stars. Alas, this poor soul was slain in combat while trying to save a fellow brother.
But this wasn't the end for our shining star, not in the least. After being slain, he was sent to Heaven, and it was there God spoke to him:“My boy, you have the most pure soul in all of the world. It pains me to do this to you, but only someone with intentions as pure as yours must be given this power”. Before he was able to say anything, God raised his mighty hand into the air. All went cold.
What was once bright and becoming was now dark, and damp. A thick, low fog rolled in and the air chilled. God spoke again.“My boy.
It is your duty to TRULY cleanse the world of evil in my name. I bestow this gift upon you, though it may seem a curse; When your task is complete, I will grant you your life back. Go now, and forever be known as the great Al Ghouti, the Fallen.”A set of dark black armor manifested upon Al Ghouti. This was no regular set of armor, it was a set worthy of a God.
It bore beautiful, yet nightmare-ish etchings of skulls and death. The armor was impenetrable and no part of his body, except for his head, was showing. Al Ghouti's face was a shadow, his cloak covering his head. All that was visible were two faintly glowing, whisper-like blue eyes. God walked to him and unsheathed a massive silver broadsword, and yet more etchings covered it as well.
God lifted the sword to his mouth while holding in both holds and whispered to it. It glowed slightly, and then he handed it to Ghouti.“My son, I have bestowed my greatest blessings upon you. You have unimaginable power, you may not be defeated in battle; you can slay an entire army by yourself.
Go now, cleanse this world of evil”, and a ray of light illuminated Ghouti, and he fell through the clouds to the ground.
