The Mountain Lord's Domain

These rock formations ahead of us are known as the “Rock Town.” The people in the nearby villages claim that the gate Rübezahl used the first time he rose to the surface is hidden somewhere in the rocks. You see, he possesses only a limited territory as we see it, confined to the rocky heights of the mountains and some of the surrounding country. But deep beneath Earth’s crust is where Rübezahl’s true domain begins, stretching all the way down to the core. He takes pleasure in inspecting his treasure chambers and overseeing the work of his subject spirits within his vast realm. But when he sees fit, Rübezahl will throw off his matters of state and venture to the surface.

Centuries ago, long before this area was inhabited by people, Rübezahl would have his fun by inciting bears and other wild animals into deadly combat. But on one occasion, the Mountain Lord rose to the surface only to find that the once untamed and impenetrable forest that covered the land had disappeared and given way to fields full of crops and small clusters of cottages. But the prospect of becoming acquainted with the farmers delighted Rübezahl, and despite them settling without his permission, he decided to leave them in undisturbed possession of his property much like a gentle-hearted man might permit a sparrow to build a nest among the rafters of his barn.

In his attempt to become accustomed with these settlers, Rübezahl assumed the form of a lowly peasant and hired out to the nearest farmer. Everything he touched prospered and he was known as the best worker in the region. But his employer was cheap and gave Rübezahl little thanks for his toil and trouble. So he left.

Next, Rübezahl became a shepherd. He led his flock to the most abundant pastures and no sheep ever fell from the steep cliffs nor fell prey to the wolves. But his master was covetous and often stole the best ewe from his own flock in order to blame Rübezahl for losing it. So he left.

Then, Rübezahl took service with the judge in one of the villages. Rübezahl zealously carried out the law and no thief or criminal escaped justice because of him. But the judge was corrupt, evaded justice, and mocked the law by deciding cases according to his personal interests. So Rübezahl left.

As Rübezahl looked down at the villages and fields from his rocky perch in the mountains, he wondered how Mother Nature could shower so many gifts onto such thankless creatures. These first encounters drove Rübezahl to take action and teach those within his realm of their Mountain Lord, and reward those who show him humility.

You have shown me, my good travel companion, that you are humble.

We have now reached the end of the road and the time has come for us to part ways. I find it fitting that our story is ending where the tale of Rübezahl began. As you travel on, I must stay here and continue inspecting my rocky domain. Though we have only known each other for a brief time, I have already shared with you a few of my greatest treasures. I value the stories which you have listened to so attentively more than any amount of gold or silver. I have found that these folk tales are my true home. My deeds and my character are made known because of these. For as long as these stories of me are traded in the cultural market, I am able to live on forever.

As we now part, I only ask one thing from you. Collect as many stories as you can. And do not hoard your wealth, but rather provide me with immortality by sharing these stories I have given to you with whoever may listen. But most importantly, write your own story and share it. And though our paths may never cross again, we can live together in this story, the story of the time you traveled through the mountains with Rübezahl himself.



Author's Note

I realize that the final chapter of a book might not be the best place to provide an origin story, but I felt that it might bring the story full circle. Given the way I styled my stories, with the narrator being a character and the sole speaker, I was challenged to write a story that would end the story and reveal his true identity without introduces another narrator outside of the story. I thought that if the story ended where Rübezahl's underworld domain began and the fact that he slips in that he is Rübezahl himself, the reader could imply what happens as he stops speaking and the two part. Hopefully, it was a mental image of the man slipping away into the shadows of the rocks. I also think what he said in the last paragraph is true. The spirit of Rübezahl, may be fictional and just a legend, but he lives and is real within the stories we tell about him, making them his real home.


Bibliography

"Rübezahl in the Beginning" from Silesian Folk Tales: The Book of Rübezahl by James Lee and James T. Carey


Top Image: Adršpach-Teplice Rocks. Source: Wikimedia Commons

Bottom Image: The Gothic gate within the Adršpach-Teplice Rock Town. Source: Adventurous Travels