Bahkauv
Aachen
There used to be a watering hole here, created by hot springs running down from the market. During the day, maidservants and poor people washed their clothes in it. But at night, so the legend goes, when the drunken men set off on their way home, they wake the sleeping Bahkauv with a loud roar. With a loud rattle of chains, it jumps onto the shoulders of the frightened men and robs them of their last penny. A good excuse to tell the women at home for losing their money.
