What's the scary folk lore from your culture?
What's the scary folk lore from your culture?
Every culture/region has stories and myths about the things existing there. What are the ones you find the most spooky and/or interesting?
Nisser, the Danish, or rather Scandinavian, small and cute gods of protection. As far as I know, the nisse can form when an old farmer dies and is buried on their farm. The nisse will then henceforth protect the farm and it's inhabitants.
Now, while considered fun and cute in modern times, the gårdsnisser (contrary to the more feral and much more dangerous skovnisser/forest nisser) are very gullable with a strong sense of guilt, and they are hotheaded and intractable/stubborn to an unreasonable degree. They will protect you and give good luck if treated well, but will be intolerable if they feel inconvenienced or not properly cared for, to the point where they might directly or indirectly kill everyone on the farm out of spite.
Sometimes they cause atrocities because of misunderstandings, and when finding out that it was a misunderstanding on their part will cause harm to others to make up to their own farm, such as stealing cattle from neighboring farms to make up for the cows they killed earlier.
Now, the possibly worst thing you can do is to try and force a nisse to show itself to you. The small creatures accept indirect gifts, but don't like direct contact and have a cursing bite, and will most definitely bite if cornered, such as by a nosy and persistent child. This curse makes one fall sick, loosing health and strenght until one perishes in a matter of months/years. As far as I'm aware, there is no cure for the curse, and regarding the nissers tendency to be fooled or act before thinking, well....
Having a nisse on your farm can be a great blessing, but one is also constantly in danger of having their whole family killed over a minor misunderstanding or mood swing. So it is heavily recommended not to acquire any farms where a nisse might reside.
We have the ättestupa in Sweden - the idea that we pushed the elderly off a cliff when they got old.
Since most of us can't afford retirement this should make a comeback.
Or we push billionaires down a cliff and use that money to take care of the elderly.You didn't need that 5th house or that sailing yacht anyway.
Dalafíflaþáttr ('the story of the fools from the valleys') in which one particular family is so miserly that they prefer to kill themselves than see their wealth spent on hospitality. In this tale, the family members kill themselves by jumping off a cliff which the saga calls the Ættarstapi or Ætternisstapi ("dynasty precipice"), a word which occurs in no Old Norse texts other than this saga.
Funny how this archetype has existed forever across many cultures
Wasn't that the only way to get to Valhalla except dying in a fight?
And IIRC you had to jump yourself (sure gramps jumped all by himself!!!).
Nah this was a deliberately comedic scene in Gautreks Saga where members of a family keep sacrificing themselves for absurd reasons. There is some possibility that something like this could have happened in some parts of Norse society but there’s no evidence it was a requirement for entry into Valhalla (Old Norse Valhǫll).
In fact, whereas the Prose Edda (a 13th-century narrative guide to understanding skaldic poetry) does claim that those who fall in battle end up in Valhǫll, and this is supported by evidence from pre-Christian poems such as Grímnismál, Norse mythological sources are actually littered with attestations of people dying in combat but not going to Valhǫll, as well as people dying outside of combat but still ending up in Valhǫll.
One example of this is the character Sinfjǫtli from Vǫlsunga Saga. Sinfjǫtli is poisoned by his mother-in-law at a party, and his father Sigmundr carries his dead body down to the shore where a ferryman offers to take it across the water. Once the body is on the boat, it turns out the ferryman is Odin and he disappears with the body which is elsewhere confirmed to have ended up in Valhǫll in the poem Eiríksmál.
Scholar Jens Peter Schjødt theorized in Pre-Christian Religions of the North that entry into Valhǫll is predicated on a person being dedicated to Odin, which is something a person could do for themselves ritualistically (there are references to marking oneself with a spear for Odin) or could also be done to you by an enemy who has set out to kill you and intends to “give” you to Odin as a way of showing his own dedication.
"Nah, I don't think I'm going to do it."
In Bengali folklore, we have this thing called Nishi. It's a nocturnal spirit that wanders around, and calls people by name. She'll knock on your door, and call you by name. If you answer, you're placed under her control. And she'll take you to some remote location, and kill you. It's also said that if she calls you 3 times, and you hear all 3 calls, there's no way you can resist answering her.
In my childhood, sometimes people would be found passed out in the forests, and it'd be attributed to the Nishi. I think that they were just drunk/high, and went along with it when the others said it was Nishi.
There's a Hindi horror comedy movie named Stree on a similar folklore from another part of India. It's pretty good, would recommend it.
Would people knock on your door and say your name at night just to fuck with you?
You bet they did.
Bro it's 11:30PM and now someone is surely coming to call me by my name. I'm scared 😶🌫️
.... Headphones
Oh, half way through your reply I thought about stree. Great horror comedy but the twist at the end doesn't make much sense to me.
Yeah. It seemed like a desperate attempt to stage a sequel.
Irish folklore has lots. Banshees are pretty famous. It’s a ghostly wailing you hear at night. When you hear it someone dies.
One of the nicer stories is children cursed to be swans instead of people due to an evil stepmother. They end up outliving everyone and moving to the land of youth, as swans.
Fairies are evil.
Butterflies are a link to the other world.
Hell is cold, as a hot hell, like Christian hell, was considered to provide a small amount of comfort.
Dante's Inferno includes both hot and cold sections of Hell, with the cold ones being deeper (and thus worse)
If anyone is interested look up Eddie Lenihan he tells some excellent stories of Irish Folklore. One that got me was of an aul fella and his friend going home from the put and one stayed at the other for a night cap. After one the friend went to go but he said not to, the other people are playing hurling ( a ball game) and not to disturb them. So they had another and the friend said the same but the man insisted.
The man left the house and jumped the gate across the road and landed into the middle of the field, no wall or gate. He could hear cheering and running etc but couldn't see the gate he came over. He walked and walked but recognised that he must have ten times the width of the field. He turned around and walked the way he came, he quickly came to the gate and jumped back over. He went to his friends door, his friend opened with a drink in hand. "They won't be long now but you won't get home until after they've finished"
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bunyip
If you were worried about dingos and drop bears when coming to Australia then you don't want to know about the bunyip.
It'll fuck you up.
Looks can truly be deceiving He looks straight up friendly, wearing his suspenders and all:
There's so many conflicting reports the obit consensus is "scary water thing".
So dangerous nobody even knows what it looks like
Near Antigonish in Nova Scotia is a forest called Dagger Woods...the sign is right on the main highway. The story goes that a young lady was killed there a few centuries ago and you can hear her screams. First far away and then it slowly gets closer and louder till it's piercing loud. Nothing bad happens but super freaky!
The Saci-Pererê is a Brazilian folklore about a one-legged man who lives in the forest, and loves to play tricks on people. He uses his cap* (autocorrect) to disappear and reappear elsewhere, sets animals loose, steals kid's toys, etc. Not scary but it's what came to mind.
Pretty sure you meant cap in place of cape, right? I'll say that does sound pretty badass though!
Here's a Wikipedia link for folks who want to read more.
One thing I could think of from Filipino culture is the manananggal (rough translation: one who removes). It's a sort of humanlike being, but with wings and a very long tongue. At night, its body from the waist up would fly away and leave its lower half behind, then it would hunt for food. It would go on top of pregnant womens' rooftops and using its long tongue it would feed on the fetus. Once the manananggal gets back to its lower half, the fetus would be gone forever.
In order to get the fetus back, you can prevent the manananggal from returning to its lower half by putting something on the lower half, if you find it (not sure if it was salt or garlic or something else).
One interesting thing that I'm not sure is quite related, but if you have a miscarriage, people say that 'nakunan ka' (rough translation: you were taken from / x was taken from you). Could be left over from the idea that the manananggal takes fetuses?
That's fucking terrifying!
Not sure how such an outlandish tale captivated so many people for so long, but: Trickle-down economics.
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In Finnish folklore there's a couple of scary things but the one that pops to my mind is the water spirits. Näkki, vetehinen and hiisi. They are all slightly different but all have basically been used to scare kids to stay safe around waters or the water spirit of your choice will drown you. There's stories of them attacking boats too and trying to trick adults into drowning themselves.
Some Salish tribes told stories of the basket ogress which was a disheveled woman who would come and steal misbehaving children, throw them in a basket, and eat them. She was also venerated as bringing wealth.
Well, I mean, remove the kids you will have more wealth!!
Oh, I've got one.
In Romania, on June 24th there's the "Sânziene" day. Which are like fairies. Google sources say they're good, love/fertility fairies but there's folk stories that say you shouldn't swim during that night because they might come and take you (by drowning you).
My grandpa would tell this one:
There once was a man who lived all by himself way out in the woods. He lived in a small log cabin with just one room, and that room served as his kitchen, dining room, parlor, and his bedroom too. This man owned three great big hunting dogs. One was called You-Know, one was called Eye-Know, and the third was called Cumptico-Calico.
One winter night the man had run out of food and had to go to bed without supper. Just as he was starting to drift off to sleep, he snapped his eyes open at a noise. He looked around and there in the cabin with him was the curiousest creature that you ever did see. It has two little pointed ears, and two great big red eyes, and it had a great big long tail. The man snatched up his hatchet and swung at the creature, chopping off it's tail. The creature shrieked and fled back out into the wilderness.
The man cooked and ete the tail for his supper and then went back to bed.
An hour or so later the man wakes with a start. Way out in the distance he hears something call out, "taily-po! Taily-po! All I want's my taily-po!" The man called out to his dogs, and they came barrelling around the side of the cabin and chased the whatever-it-was far away from the cabin. Only two of the dogs came back.
Later that night, the man awoke again. Something called out, "taily-po! Taily-po! All I want's my taily-po!", only from nearer than before. The man called out to his dogs again, and the two dogs crashed across the meadow chasing the whatever-it-was even farther away than before. But this time only one dog came back.
In the deep, dark hours of morning, the man woke again. And from just outside his front door he heard the whatever-it-was demanding again: "Taily-Po! Taily-Po! All I want's my taily-po!" The man called out to his last dog, who chased the whatever-it-was for miles and miles and never came back.
Just before daylight the man woke once again. He didn't hear anything, but when he looked down at the foot of his bed he could see two little pointed ears. And after a moment two big, red, fiery eyes were looking at him. Slowly the whatever-it-was crept up the foot of his bed until it was right on top of him. And in a low voice it said, "taily-po. Taily-po. All I want's my taily-po."
The man found his voice and screamed, "I ain't got your taily-po!"
But the whatever-it-was replied, "yes, you has!" And it jumped on the man and scratched him all to pieces!
Some say it got its taily-po back; some say it didn't. But when the moon shines bright and the wind blows down the valley, you can sometimes hear a voice cry out, "taily-po!"
Here in Northern Italy near Bergamo, we have something called "Gratacornia", an half human-half goat creature, which was used to scare kids. The Gratacornia waits for the kid on top of the stairs in darkness and scratches his hooves with his long horns (Gratacornia is formed merging "Grata"=to scratch and "Cornia"=horns).
I lived in Hawaii for a short time. Stories of the night marchers messed me up for a while. They also had a lot of Japanese folklore that got tangled up there too. Calling ghosts are fucked up too.
I live in New Jersey. Most people know it for the sopranos or even just the turnpike, but in the south of the state there’s a huge pine forest called the pine barrens. The Lenape that originally lived in New Jersey spoke of a spirit in the forest known as M’Sing, a deer like creature with leathery wings.
After New Jersey was colonized, a legend came out of a family that lived in the barrens in the 18th century, the Leeds. Mother Leeds, upon finding out she was pregnant for a 13th time, cursed the child. It is said she gave birth during a terrible storm. When the child was delivered, it transformed into a creature, not unlike what the Lenape described. It quickly took off out of the chimney and disappeared in the forest. Since then, people spot the “Jersey Devil” throughout the state, but especially around the pine barrens. Personally, everything I hear the thing is harmless, but creepy.
I'm from new jersey too but the northern part(Sussex county). Most of the stuff I heard was more weird things than actual folklore.
For example there was the toilet in the woods. Off of rt 23 if you pull over at a specific spot in the middle of no where, walk about 1/2 a mile into the woods there was a toilet. No outhouse or Porta potty. Just a toilet out in the woods. Weird thing is it had to be connected to a water source and sewer because it worked, you could flush it and everything.
There was also the pyramids off Clinton road. Just square based pyramids made of brick in the woods, no idea why they are there or what there purpose is/was. There was also stories of kkk on Clinton road so if you saw a car with a headlight out and you flashed your lights to alert them they would chase you and run you off the road(pretty sure this was just stupid highschoolers being bored and assholes).
We have few, but you probably know them already from playing Witcher
Here in Australia, it's drop bears, but they're less folklore and just more... difficult to find. Until it's too late, of course.
Here in Costa Rica we have plenty of those:
- El Cadejos (the chain-hound): a black dog wrapped in chains, said to appear in the night to scare drunkards straight, and allegedly a former drunkard itself.
- La Segua (or La Cegua): a woman that seduces men at night, then shows her true form as a human with the head of a horse, an event which is said to scare men to death.
- La Llorona (the crying lady): a woman who lost her child, by drowning in a river in several sources, and cries loudly for that during the night.
So, is La Segua's body normal? its just a Horse head from the neck up? Im sure there are a lot of people who could work with that.
It is, but the big reveal usually happens in the middle of a passionate kiss. Hence the deadly shock. Though I'd like to see the Cegua foiled by a dedicated furry
Czarny Roman (Black Roman), a homeless guy from my town, who used to wander the streets in a dark suit and hat (in winter he switched to neon-coloured ski robes). The story goes he used to run a black-market currency exchange in the 80s and was terribly rich, but either a business partner fucked him over or he lost it all at a casino; he went nuts and ended up on the street. A different story says he ran a coffee shop with his ex-wife. Some claim he used to study at the University here or even the Fine Arts Academy. He had a family (they were interviewed at his funeral by the press) who reside in New York and probably only they know the real story. He was strongly against drugs, cigarettes and alcohol; aparently used to discourage kids from smoking. He wilfully gave up social housing and spent many years wandering about and talking to people about art, poetry, music, yoga and death. He claimed he was immortal and once left a note on a napkin which gave a glimpse of his early life. Apparently he was born in 1950 and his mother was murdered by his father. He claimed Warsaw will be hit a with a meteorite and claimed to know the dates of death of passerby's. He never begged for help, even had his own food and was sometimes supported by people he talked to. I've never talked to him myself but he was on a "good morning" basis with lots of people here and seemed to be able to remember them well.
some article about him released soon after his demise, also in Polish
In Louisiana we have the rougarou that’ll come and get ya if you don’t act right.
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rougarou
He’s similar to a werewolf, but French.
My area has a supposed undead creature called Stovepipe. He has a stovepipe stuck in his head and attacks people by train tracks. Apparently he died in a terrible accident and couldn't move on because he was so mad about his death. High schoolers love going looking for him lol. I don't believe he exists, but it's an interesting thing.
I'm from New Mexico, which is steeped in Native American culture. One of the cultures is the Navajo culture, which features the terrifying Skin Walker.
i grew up in East Anglia, which is the hump on the east-by-south-east side of England, UK, British Isles, Europe, Earth, etc
not only did we have the super cool Hereward the Wake, and Boudic(e)a and the Iceni tribe
but also
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devils dyke — a seven mile ditch caused allegedly by the devil himself being turned from a wedding and stomping his tail, and you can summon him yourself by walking around the local church 7 times
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fairy cow — a magic cow who gave milk to all in times of famine stamped her hoof in the sandstone and the.imprint is still seen today
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devils hole - a place where such a horrific crime was committed that when it rains the ground never gets wet
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tom hickathrift - a 1700s legend of a giant-killing giant whose catchphrase was "a turd in your teeth for your news" and whose weapon of choice was a wagon wheel
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A bogus gasman, here to ransack yer hoose.
Two pints prick!
The story of Tanis as told by Nick Silver and the basis of the Blair Witch Project. Both supernatural prescence or reality breach in the woods.
I didn't realize it was based on the Blair witch project. I should pick that podcast back up. the first season was a lot of fun!
Sorry, I was putting both concepts together because they are similar. They are
unrelatedindependent stories.
I like the legend of the Black Horse, from the village of Trois-Pistoles in Quebec, where my mother was born. But there are many variants from other places in Quebec.
For those who drink the Trois-Pistoles beer, that's the black horse you see on the image.
You can read about this legend [here](https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Black_Horse_(legend\)).
I live in/near the Pine Barrens of New Jersey, so I heard plenty about the Jersey Devil.
Fresno has its very own cryptic with the Fresno Nightcrawler
There's way too many to list in South East Asia I'm not even sure where to start, and a lot of stories get passed down through trade but Malaysia, Indonesia, the Philippines and Thailand each have their share of scary creatures. And to think some of them came about through stories parents tell their kids so they don't stray and get caught up with wild animals...
