Kvothe - A Tale of Ice and Ashes (Full Ep) (Ambient / Dungeon Synth)
62๐ฐ๐: A Tale of Ice and Ashes (2024)
๐ฒ๐๐๐๐: Ambient / Dungeon Synth)
๐ฎ๐๐๐๐๐๐: France (Paris)
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1. Whispers in the Ruins (0:00)
2. Ghosts Keep Secrets (3:12)
3. Journey Through a Cursed Realm (7:07)
4. A Yeti in the Blizzard (10:15)
5. The Past Lies Under the Ashes (13:52)
6. Everlasting Winter (17:28)
The ruins of Sunblight Citadel lie in a wasteland of snow and ice. They stand high in the sky, while the wind rushes through them. Some say this place is haunted, others think it is cursed. What is certain is that the weight of a dark past weighs on this lost building.
If you listen, adventurers, perhaps you will hear whispers breaking through the silence. These are the ghosts of the past that tell stories. These voices tell how the citadel was destroyed by a powerful Dragon whose name no one knows. This dragon would have returned to look for its precious egg which was stolen by the citadelโs late sovereign. To take revenge and ensure that no one ever comes to inhabit this fortress again, the Dragon cursed the region, plunging it into a seemingly never ending winter.
Since then, the dragon has fled into the caverns of the southern kingdoms, leaving the north to its fate. The few adventurers who dare to penetrate this desolation must face blizzards, snowstorms, crevasses and seracs, but above all the deadly cold.
There is no star in the sky to help you find your way, and the trace you leave behind disappears very quickly. When the storm comes, you better be safe. Somewhere, in the darkness of the blizzard, a yeti walks, looking for new prey. It carries its victims like the wind carries the clouds, silently. If you see his silhouette emerging in front of you, it's too late.
If by chance you reach the citadel, you may find somewhere under the rubble, debris and ashes, ancient relics or old writings that will allow you to retrace the history of this desolate place.
Mountains of madnessโ shapes cut out the horizon, while a sick moon watches over this cursed land. The ruins of the Citadel are a reminder that human greed is a scourge that brings only sadness and misery in its wake.
The most observant will turn towards the few trees still standing nearby. They are home to the spirits of winter who adapt to the bitter cold and endless darkness. These spirits are amused by human stupidity and laugh at the adventurers who come to get lost in these lands in the name of an insatiable curiosity, or a vain quest for glory.
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