1) The legend describes the origin of Mayon Volcano in the Philippines, which was formed from the burial mound of a beautiful woman named Daragang Magayon. 2) Daragang Magayon fell in love with a man named Panganoron from another village, but was forced to marry the wealthy suitor Pagtuga to save her father. 3) During her wedding ceremony to Pagtuga, Panganoron attacked with his men. Both Daragang Magayon and Panganoron died in the battle.

1. THE LEGEND OF MAYON VOLCANO
A long time ago when the Philippines was not yet separated by a wide
stretch of water from the mainland of Asia, there was neither then high mountain
nor volcano in the region now known as Bikolandia or Kabikolan the old name
given by the inhabitants to this place. There once dwelt a distinct group of people
composed of beautiful women and sturdy warriors.
Many suitors from far away regions went to Kabikolan purposely to court
its maidens. They, however, returned home dejectedly because it was the
unbroken code of that place that no strangers could marry its daragas (maidens).
So strict were the fathers with regard to the marriage of their daughters that tribal
wars would frequently mar the beauty of the village. The inhabitants, of course,
were secure from the onslaught of the invaders from all of them were mostly
experienced warriors.
DARAGANG MAGAYON
Of all the women in Kabikolan, none was more winsome than Tiong
Makusog’s daughter, Daragang Magayon, whose name literally means woman
beauteous. That was why in the whole region, she was the kabinibinihan
(modest) of them all. Among the native who fell madly in love with her, was the
wealthy but selfish Pagtuga. Thrice did this suitor thrust his spear near the stairs
of Tiong Makusog’s house as a sign of his love of Daragang Magayon, and thrice
did he present valuable gift of pearls, diamonds and gold, only to be answered
with firm words of refusal. “He is not the man for me, father,” the beautiful woman

2. would say whenever she was enjoined by Tiong Makusog in behalf of the native
lover. Since the old man was open-minded, he could do no other but follow her
wish.
One midnight, while silence pervaded the place, Daragang Magayon
unexpectedly confessed to her father of her love affair with a certain man who
lives beyond the border of Kabikolan. “Tatay”, she began tremulously,” it will
mean eternal disgrace to our family if I am known to be in love with a stranger
who lives on the other side of Kabikolan (the boundary river that separates
Kabikolan from Katagalogan, the region inhabited by the tagalogs). To me he is
the handsomest of all men I have ever seen. I owe my life to him, because he
was the brave man who saved me from the mad currents of Kabikolan, when one
morning while I was bathing in the river, my feet unfortunately slipped on the rock
I stood upon”.
Tiong Makusog became grief-stricken after learning that his only daughter
had already chosen her life-partner without his knowledge. Nevertheless, he
controlled himself, and queried, although scarcely intelligible, who her strange
sweetheart was.
“That is it”, Daragang Magayon seemed to have trailed her father
thoughts, “I am sure you don’t know his name because when you arrived, I was
already saved from drowning and he had immediately told me, “Namomotan Ta
Ka”, (I love you) he told me one sunset when we met again at the bank of the
river. “Namomotan ta ka man,” (I love you too) I replied, whereupon, I felt his lips
tenderly pressing on mine. What shall we do father? I don’t love Paratuga. I
prefer a thousand deaths than wed him!” She ended firmly.
“I will help you to find the best way out, my daughter,” Tiong Makusog,
albeit heavy was his heart, assured her.

3. PANGANURON
Unfortunately one morning, while Tiong Makusog was hunting in a nearby
forest, several strong henchmen of Pagtuga suddenly seized him unawares. He
was taken to the home of this treacherous suitor where he was demanded as
ransom, the hand of his daughter, otherwise death from the wounds of hundred
arrows would be his punishment.
That same day, a few hours after Tiong Makusog had been taken as
captive, Linog, Pagtuga’s chief messenger arrived at Daranga Magayon’s house
and delivered to her a letter written on a piece of white bamboo.
It contained a demand for her hand in marriage to Paratuga, or her refusal
would mean immediate death of her father. Realizing the futility of a further
refusal, Daragang Magayon forgot her gentle Panganoron, the man who had
saved her from drowning. She at once rushed down the stairs and proceeded to
Pagtuga’s village to accept his terms to be his wife, to save her father.
The date of the wedding of Daragang Magayon to the wealthy Pagtuga
was immediately announced. Pearls, diamonds, gold and other precious stones
were given lavishly to Tiong Makusog as gifts to the would-be bride. Messengers
with swift heels were sent to al villages in Kabikolan purposely to broadcast the
news and to invite everyone to attend the nuptials.
As if aided by the wind, the news of Daragang Magayon’s proposed
marriage speedily spread far and wide. It finally reached Panganoron’s ears
whom upon learning the strange happening, was moved with surprise. For did
she not assure him of her love, whatever consequence might befall on her?
Indeed, the real lover could not believe what he heard. To him only force could

4. make Daragang Magayon accept the marriage to that hated man. So with a bold
determination to save his sweetheart from an impending danger, the daring
warrior, with his trusted guide, Amihan, gathered all his men in Katagalogan to
invade Kabikolan.
Panganoron and his followers arrived in Kabikolan on the day of
Magayon’s marriage with Paratuga. The invaders were determined to slay the
unwanted suitor and his people. Before the altar sat Tiong Makusog, with
Daragang Magayon and Pagtuga on each of his side. In front of them was the
high priest who was busily mumbling words of incantation prior to the formal
proclamation of the two parties as husband and wife. To the thousand pairs of
eyes that witnessed the splendid ceremony, Daragang Magayon appeared
immensely beautiful. Never before had they seen such a winsome woman.
However, they could see that grief had lodged on her lovely face.
PAGTUGA
In the midst of the wedding ceremony, nevertheless, a sharp cry of
“Tulisanes are coming!” from a villager outside suddenly put the scene into a
medley of shrieking voices. Men, women and children speed away for safety.
Only Daragang Magayon, Pagtuga and his warriors remained to await the
invaders headed by Panganoron. In a moment the battle was on. The sharp
metallic clash of blade filled the air, and mounds of dying warriors gave a horrible
sound in the fight. Pagtuga was the first to gall, at the hands of the bold
Panganoron. Seeing her returned lover, Daragang Magayon at once rushed to

5. him, but sadly enough, a stray arrow fatally hit her. In his efforts to lift the
weakening body of his sweetheart, Panganoron was unnoticeably attacked from
behind. He reeled to the ground, bleeding and breathless. His men, sensing that
their leader was dead and realizing that they were outnumbered, took to their
heels and left him lifeless to their enemy.
The next day, all the natives of Kabikolan were sad. Daragang Magayon
was dead. Tiong Makusog buried her beside the sea. In her grave, he laid all that
she had possessed, including the priceless gifts of Pagtuga. A week, however,
after the burial, all the inhabitants of that place were surprised to find the grave
mound of Daragang Magayon steadily rising into a hill. They were amazed, too,
why sometimes a flock of white clouds floating over the hill would suddenly turn
black and burst into a cloud and heavy shower strangely enough, pouring
particularly on the crest of the hill. At night the people would be awakened by
strong earthquakes that seemed to emanate from the grave of Daragang
Magayon, followed by a thundering noise of rolling stones, along it’s steeply
slope. This horrible occurrence frightened the natives so that in a short period,
the place had become deserted.
During the countless years that followed that incident, the burial-hill of
Darangang Magayon had kept on growing and growing until it was transformed
into a high mountain, with its top almost piercing the clouds.
Nowadays the Albayanos, believed that the spirit of Pagtuga is the cause
of the occasional eruption of the mountain that was formerly the grave-mound of
Daragang Magayon. The legend tells us that in order to avenge his failure to wed
the beautiful daughter of Tiong Makusog, the spirit of Pagtuga, with the help of
Linog’s, is trying every once in a while to exhume her grave to emit all the pearls,
diamonds and gold he had given to her as gifts. Instead of the gifts, however,
large masses of stones with heavy layers of ashes are thrown out, as when a
volcano erupts.
The spirit of Panganoron, on the other hand, so the legend says, is
wandering in the form of clouds above the peak of the mountain. These clouds
usually visit the burial-place of Daragang Magayon and never fail to kiss it.
Apparently the spirit of Panganoron seems to be grieving over the death of his
sweetheart, for whenever clouds gather at the top, they usually disperse into
volleys of raindrops, thus keeping the plant vegetating on the mountain slopes
fresh all year round. The people of Albay contend that these frequent visits of the
spirit of Panganoron to the mountain of Daragang Magayon, in the form of clouds
and rain may account for its having a heavy rainfall every year.

6. Today the imposing mountain of Daragang Magayon still stands in Albay,
perpetually clad with the green foliage of plants. Indeed, what a striking
parallelism to find this mountain, like the winsome lady of former Kabikolan,
always a radiant symbol of hope, to honour and remember the memory of
Daragang Magayon, the mountain that marks her resting place is now called
Mayon (short for Magayon) and the village by its slopes is at present a thriving
town as Daraga (derived from Daragang) which is still noted for its pretty women.