All who lived in the Kingdom of Masovia grew up hearing and fearing The Legend of the Sea Monster. The giant creature  had lived for centuries in the Masuria Ocean but had never been seen. T'was quite the ugly beast with a big red eye, green scaly skin, and a mouthful of jagged yellow teeth. One day a group of fisherman noticed was growing increasingly angry. T'wasn't a storm that had assailed their vessel but the legendary sea monster himself! Only one of the men survived the mayhem. The others had been eaten by the massive beast from the depths. Aye! The tall tale was true after all as the behemoth slithered closer towards the unsuspecting kingdom.

The Sorcerer warned the King that his kingdom had been cursed because of his selfishness and greed. The Royal Family lived in a luxurious castle surrounded by nobility while the villagers barely survived. Frightened for his people, the King besought the Sorcerer to make the creature go away.  "The only way thou canst appease the beast is to offer him thy daughter, the Princess." "Never! I shall assemble a band of warriors to slay the monster before he vanquishes all of my subjects." "Oh what have I wrought upon my kingdom?" the King wondered aloud.

A Royal Proclamation was made requesting the noblest of warriors to defeat the sea serpent before he cometh ashore. Whomever slayed the beast would be offered the hand of the lovely princess in return.

The battle cry was sounded as a band of stout men readied to

send the beast back to depths from whence he came. The sea serpent's roar immediately struck fear into the hardest of hearts. The once heroic soldiers decided to drop their weapons and ran way seeking a safe place to hide.

Ben was a peasant who worked on his family's farm, just outside the kingdom walls. He had heard that a massive sea monster was lurking somewhere in his midst. A humble lad by nature, Ben always fancied himself a hero that was brave and strong. "At nightfall I shalt slay the monster and win the Princess's hand."  Whilst the rest of the village began drifting off to sleep, Ben would confront the creature armed with only his cunning and his steely resolve.

At dusk, the sun began to give way to the moon. Ben stole a fisherman's boat and rowed out to the middle of the ocean where the monster decided to lay. T'was so dark that only the pale moon could provide him with enough light to navigate his way through the choppy waters.  He rowed and rowed, his arms starting to ache, when finally he came upon the humungous beast. If he weren't so menacing t'would truly be a sight to behold. The monster lay still as a cool ocean breeze lulled it into a deep slumber.

The gentle rocking of the waves against his boat had also calmed Ben's raging soul. His eyelids growing heavy, he drifted off into a sleep so soothing and so sweet. He was awoken by the creature who let out the most furious yawn. As the monster opened its massive jaws, Ben's boat and several fish were swallowed whole. Trapped inside a prison made of sharp, pointy teeth, his cries went unheard. Inside the creature were the bones of those fearless enough to venture where others dare not tread.