Some say that Tylval was tall, but what is heard more is that he was small, but very dense and strong. Many people came to him to fight, but he always emerged victorious. For firewood, Tylval went to the cape on Ambon, fifty miles from the Kulka River; and not only will he bring firewood, but he will also get a sheep and bring it home along with the firewood. He saw very far, like an eagle, or even better; heard very well.
The rumor about the power of Tylval quickly spread throughout Kamchatka, and it also reached Nemal-man, who lived behind the ridges on the northeastern side. That Little Man's hair was black, and he braided it in two braids. The considerable man was a real giant. When I heard about Tylval, I couldn’t stand it and went to the southwest to fight him; He took with him only a whale rib bow and stone arrows and crossed the ridge to the western side.
He comes to Vayampolka and asks:
- Where does your strong man Tylval live? And the Vyampole people say:
“We heard about Tylval, but we don’t know where he lives, go to Tigil, they know there!”
Nemal-man comes to Tigil and asks:
—Where does Tylval live? I heard that no one can beat him, so I want to fight him!
“Go to the Kulki River, his home is there,” they tell him.
“Is he very big?” asks the Nemal-man.
- No, he is quite small, only strong. And Nemal the man went to Tylval, and he grinned to himself, thinking about how he would defeat Tylval. So he walks through the tundra, approaches the Kulki River and sees: there is a big yurt - big, made of earth and stones. The Nemal-man took out a bow from a whale rib, prepared stone arrows, came close to the yurt and asked:
- Is there a living person here?
“Yes,” a woman’s voice answered him from the yurt. “Come in, good man.”
Nemal the man entered the yurt and saw: a woman was fussing about the housework in the dark, sewing, and a little boy, Tylvalchonok, was playing on the floor.
“Who are you?” asked the giant.
“I am Tylval’s wife, and this is his son,” the woman answered and began to prepare dinner for Tylval.
The giant began to ask about Tylval: whether he was big, or angry, and when he found out that he was small and not angry, he thought to himself: It would even be a shame, perhaps, and it would be a fight with him, he went in vain. “Where is he now?” he asked.
“Yes, he went to Ambon to get firewood,” answered Tylval’s wife.
After these words, Nemal the man became humble and felt that Tylval had the strength; it was not in vain that they said: after all, Ambon is located fifty miles from Tylval’s house.
Nemal the man sits and waits for the owner, and the mistress fusses around the house, prepares dinner, cooks meat and fish.
Suddenly there was a terrible crash and roar, as if thunder was thundering very close.
“What’s that roaring?” asks the giant.
“Yes, it was Tylval who returned, brought firewood and threw it on the ground,” the wife answered calmly.
The giant looked through the crack and saw: a whole mountain of firewood had been scattered, and there was also a carcass of a ram on Tylval’s shoulders, eh. he himself is short in stature. The giant has become completely subdued and is waiting for the owner to enter the yurt. He hides his bow and arrows behind his back.
Tylval entered, saw the guest, greeted him, did not ask anything - why he came, he already knew it himself anyway. The Nemal-man wanted to immediately say why he came, but he was careful. Let me think, “I’ll see what happens next.”
“Give us something to eat,” Tylval said to his wife. She served them roasted wild deer meat on the table. They began to eat in silence. Tylval gnawed the longest bone from a deer’s leg, gave it to the giant and said:
-I won’t fight you if you don’t crush this bone!
The giant looked surprised, wondering if the owner was joking; sees-no; He took the bone in his hands, tried it and said:
“There is no such person in the world who can crush such a bone.” Then Tylval took the bone in his left hand, squeezed it in his fist, crushed it and said:
- Look!
And small pieces of bone and white powder like flour fell from his handful onto the earthen floor,
Nemal-man realized that he could not cope with Tylval, he hides his bow and arrows behind his back so that it cannot be seen, he wants to leave the yurt, but he is afraid. As soon as I leave the yurt, he thinks, Tylval will kill me.
No matter how long Nemal-man sat in the yurt, he still needed to get out. So he got up and began to make his way to the exit. And when he came out completely into the yard, Tylval took him by the right leg, lifted him above his head, threw him behind his back, and when the Nemal-man slammed onto the ground, the giant crunched.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru