I did not meet or see the Devil when I visited Stiperstones Hill, and had I done so, I would have easily broken the world sprint record, but on misty days when the weather comes in from the West over nearby Wales legend has it that he sits on a quartzite tor known as the Devil's Chair, awaiting England's ruin. There is the legend of Slashrags the Tailor, who met the Devil there and only avoided being tricked into Hell when he saw the cloven hoof and tail.Why does the Devil sit there in mist? Cooling down I suppose.
We can easily see why the hill became in mediaeval times a place of legend. It is crowned by six quartzite tors: Shepherd's Rock, Manstone Rock [the largest] Devil's Chair,Nipstone Rock, the Rock, and Cranberry Rock, where the circular walk begins. These jagged and heavily shattered palaeozoic blocks stood out above the ice sheets in the Ice Ages and therefore suffered thousands of years of freeze and thaw, resulting in their being littered with scree. The tors give the place an eldritch appearance, making it quite weird in dim and misty conditions, and it is this mysterious appearance that has made it a place around which legends have gathered.
A spectral figure said to haunt the hill is Wild Edric, a genuinely historical character, a Saxon thane who resisted Norman rule. He has been turned into a legendary nobleman abandoned by a fairy wife and now doomed to return once a year on the Winter Solstice to lead a wild hunt of Shropshire's witches and wizzards, as punishment for his eventual surrender to the Normans, for which his soul is confined to the Stiperstones lead mines with the souls of his wife and men. Solstice is December 21st, and I visited on the 23rd. Just missed him. Oh well! The wild hunt is a mythical event in which pagan deities and their hounds were believed to run wild across the landscape, and it is spoken of in several European cultures. But Edric, the Saxon hero, has another role, for when England is in danger he and his men are said to roam the hill ready to stand against England's enemies. Legend says that they and the Wild Hunt were seen before the Crimean and the two World Wars. In 1853 before the Crimean War a girl from nearby Rorrington claimed to have seen Edric, his wife and the Wild Hunt, but as usually happens with legends, her name is not recorded!
There is also Godgyfu, Lady Godiva, also a historical figure and quite a good woman, whose naked ride through Coventry was meant to force her husband, the earl of Coventry, to lower taxes on the common people. But the legend has it that she is doomed to stalk the hill as she hunted on Sundays. It seems that these historical figures have been linked to legends about the hill by popular legendizing. You can see why she got the blame. A heroine to the Saxon common folk, the Norman rulers and oppressors had to diminish her reputation. A good woman, but on the wrong side of history. Edric' wife, whom some legends call a fairy, was called Godda, so it is easy to see how Godiva and Godda have been confused.
But the Shropshire author Mary Webb spoke of the legends associated with the hill, and said that locals believed that storms gathered round it, and that would be a time when the supernatural host were at large. Having met the hill in a snow storm I can see why they thought like this.