Lives in darkness, growls in pain, impatient and is demon like.
Grendel starts to hate the others
When darkness had dropped, Grendel went up to Herot, wondering what the warriors would do in that hall when their drinking was doe. He found them sprawled in sleep, suspect nothing, their dreams undisturbed. The monster thoughts were as quick as his greed of his claws. He slipped through the door and there in the silence, Scratched up thirty men, smashed them.
Grendel doesn't hurt the king
" Then each warrior tried to escape him, search for rest in different beds as far from Herot as they could find. Seeing how Grendel hunted when they slept. distance was safety; the only survivors were those who tied him."
Those who don't trust in God will be killed
" How the monster relish his savage war Of the Danes, keeping the bloody feud Alive, seeking no peace, offering No truce, accepting no settlement, no price In gold or land, and paying the living For one crime only with another."
"In Herot, when the night hid him, he never dared to touch king Hrothgar's glorious throne, protected by God."
" Beware, those who are thrust into danger, Clenched at by trouble, yet can carry no solace In their heart, cannot ope to be better Hail to those who will rise to God, drop off