Demonspotting: Ipos

Ipos is a weird sort of character. This earl-slash-prince appears in the form of an angel. But, not your ordinary angel. According to the Goetia, he’s an angel with “with a Lion’s Head, and a Goose’s Foot, and Hare’s Tail.” I wonder if he just has the one goose foot.

Like other demons (and A Christmas Carol), he knows all things past, present and future.

Unlike other demons, he makes his masters the life of the party–witty and bold.

Thirty-six legions of Spirits fall under his command.


Demonspotting: Aim

The Goetia says that Aim is “a very handsome Man in body.” But the Goetia’s definition of handsome isn’t the same as mine, since he has three heads. He has one serpent head, one calf head, and one head that’s a man, but with two stars on his forehead.

He rides a viper and carries a firebrand. Aim loves to set cities, castles and places on fire.

Like Ipos, he makes you a funny guy.

Here there be dragons: The Wantley Dragon

The most famous dragonslayer in all England was St. George, of course (Though the dragon-killer has been de-canonized. Kind of like the de-planetization of Pluto).

But perhaps the most interesting dragonslayer is More of More Hall, who did away with a dire creature threatening the village of Wantley in the time of Queen Elizabeth the First. The horrible dragon just consumed more and more of the village resources until the villagers could take no more.

So they went to their local knight, More of More Hall and begged him to take on the dragon.

More agreed, on the condition that before he went out, he a damsel with dark hair and fair skin would oil him up and, er, help him with his armor.

He might have needed help with his armor because he had it made specially for the purpose, with 6 inch long spikes covering it.

The battle raged on for three days, with dragon and knight equally matched. With one sweep of his mighty claws, the dragon knocked away the knight’s sword, leaving him with no weapon. As a desperate last message, Sir More kicked out, aiming for the dragon’s, er, uh, ‘throat’. His aim was true and the dragon collapsed in pain, for the knight had found the creature’s one vulnerable spot. The dragon was vanquished and Sir More (and the damsel, presumably) retired to More Hall.

Good story? It’s just a story. Well, a ballad, in fact. And it doesn’t date from the time of good Queen Bess. Instead it’s from the 1600’s.

The ‘dragon’ of the story is a satire of Sir Francis Wortley, the diocese ecclesiastic of Wharncliffe at the time. He had a disagreement with his parish about what the tithe should be. ‘Sir More’ was a lawyer who ‘rescued’ the townspeople by bringing a suit against Wortley–kicking him in the ‘throat.’