in fact, after sunset you shouldn't whistle anywhere in the world, in Canada it's the wendigo, in my country there are things it does. a lot of noise at night I have seen a few and it is not recommended to call their attention
@@Wilson_Andres_Ramirez_RiosI can understand that. What other creatures are you referring to? I’m from the uk, and I’m not familiar with any legends around my parts.
To me the drums and chants are freeing the souls of the indigenous peoples that souls were scarfieced through darkness and genocide. Tribal music is very healing 🔥🔥🔥🔥 ASÉ
a lot of people depict the creature as a slightly altered humanoid that has acquired a need for human flesh as a source of sustenance, but honestly a bipedal deer corpse or humanoid with deer features is way more terrifying than something that is basically just a zombie. Edit: ok so the wendigo is apparently the hunched-back human-like cannibal creature, the deer corpse and deer/man thing are actually different creatures entirely.
The Wechuge would be the one that looks like a deer and has a more bestial appearance. It is a completely different species but is mistaken for a Wendigo a lot in modern day horror culture. The thing in Until Dawn is a good example of what an actual Wendigo looks like.
Currently imagining two Wendigos hunting some poor person who got lost, and they keep unintentionally preventing one another from getting the kill, until they get so pissed and fed up with one another that they just start fighting while the victim just nopes out of there.
@@CircmcisionIsChi1dAbus3 I moved computers, so I need to reinstall a program to turn my files into animation files. But yes, they have improved slightly.
Don't know if you just made this for a DnD campaign or whatever, but hope you make more in the future. This was the perfect song I needed for my campaign.
Same. In my campaign setting, there's a section of the map that's locked in a magically-induced eternal winter, and its forests are crawling with wendigos. I can't wait for my party to see what they can do (I may have juiced them up a bit and given them some cool new abilities)
I imagine a clan of tribal and ancient elves who eat human flesh in their hunts because they are nothing more than cattle for them, they worship an aspect of Malar or Hirche, the gods of the hunt, the thrill of the hunt, the honor and the glory of the challenge, the more lethal the prey, the greater the challenge and the greater the Glory.
I was looking for Wendigo, but then I checked my GPS and I was in Skandinavia... I think what was chasing/stalking me was actually a Jotunn, send backup.
That moment when you hear your MC's theme song and realize it's their theme song. I think I'll be listening to this quite often while writing her scenes
I used this as a idea for a scene A man trapped in the woods the rest of his party are driving insane but the main character doesn't instead he seems to hear a calling . So he beings to worship it and later skin his crazy friends to make a cloak as a offering to the dark god for sparring his life
This inspired me for a poem, read it if you want. Be wary of the hunters land Folks who went there now are damned Ugly creatures, creepy plants All is deadly even ants Their fearsome king as dark as night No single soul ran from his bite Fresh human flesh he desires Tears your guts with nails like wires Sixty fangs hard as stone Eats worse than beasts wont leave a bone He was just a bandit filled with hate When he realized it was too late His hunger for flesh quickly grew By morning he ate all his crew Afraid of sun to the forest he fled Forever there without an end (Dont forget to leave a rating if u read tho, would appreciate it)
“You awaken at a time that should be morning. But instead, it is far darker than even the darkest part of the night before. You stand up and look around. Roll perception.” “You spot something dashing through the shadows. You hear a scream in the distance. Something plans to attack. Roll initiative.” “The creature springs from the shadows, roll a Str or Dex saving throw. Failed. It grabs you and drags you deep into the darkness. You are separated from your allies. The creature begins digging into your chest with its claws and mouth, you take x damage. As your allies follow your screams, it darts again into the shadows. You have 1 round to prepare for its next ambush.”
@@mannygomez7980 you rolled a 20 (acctually just got it on my first roll 20) you heal your allies wounds and the groupe is back together. How will the rest of your groupe proceed? Whilst all of you are taking your actions you once again, despite the stronger than ever blowing wind, hear an even more ferocious Howl like scream and you are now aware that it won´t back down no matter the risks. This beast will hunt all of you down until either it or you will be the last thing standing.
@@daylightenderman6977 the fireball launches itself into the darkness. A second of silence passes before it erupts into a blinding light. The creature screams and grasps the air above before stopping and glaring directly at you. Its screams turn into a deep, humming growl. Its red eyes pierce through the engulfing flames. Despite the heat, it approaches you once again, tearing a path through the flames like a dagger cuts through vines. It’s body is now covered in flames as the swirling fire encloses the path behind it. It lets out a fierce screech before charging at you, swinging it’s claws in a flaming frenzy.
This is so amazing it gave me an idea for a DnD campaign Also for educational purposes: Wendigo’s are portrayed as cold, pale, long limbed and human like The one with deer horns is a similar creature known as a Wechuge which has a more beast like appearance
@@RustyTopHat42They’d fight for eternity, they can only really die to fire. But if we make an exception, Wechuge since it’s basically a wendigo on nightmare mode; some iterations portray it as big as a 2 (maybe 3) floor house
I am spreading the word of this. I talked to an Ojibwe tribesmen regarding the Wen, and what he said changed my perspective entirely. And this is what he said to me. Regarding the more skinnier version we are familiar with via Until Dawn: “No, that's what modern people made it to be. The actual spirit is the embodiment of winter. It is literally made of ice. I’m Ojibwe, which is one of the tribes that the story comes from. To us, that spirit is the bringer of winter, the great hunter and the northern spirit. It is the one who brings the snow but is also the consumer of life, known to take on the form of a human made of ice and hunt humans.” In regards to the media Wen “There is a reason for that actually. We used to put up deer skulls at places that had some form of bad medicine (black magic) being practice there, and when a medicine man was found practicing bad medicine they were kicked from the village and the villagers would hang deer skulls around the medicine man to warn other tribes of this person's crimes.” Regarding the cannibalistic tendencies "We didn't create cannibalistic tendencies, the people who journeyed west from Europe did. Our stories are not for horror, it's real life lessons. Don't go traveling during winter and get caught in a snowstorm, or you end up trapped and being eaten by your friends. Basically these stories are more like the boogeyman stories, be good or the boogeyman will get you. Native Americans taught the British a life lesson but they took it as a warning and that's why we have today's version.” Regarding its true form "It is WINTER, and more than just winter, it's the raging blizzards that comes with it, the fasting you have to do to conserve food, the starving that comes with the end of winter when you dont have enough food, its also the lost of people who cant survive the cold." Regarding how to kill it: "Nothing except a warm house and warmer fire." The Wen has no true actual form, and no true weakness. It is less a cryptid and more a force of nature, something you just need to let pass and pray to the Gods it is merciful on you and your warmth that it can easily snuff out. Everything and anything Winter can do, a Wen can do effortlessly for it IS Winter. Oh, and one last fun fact: do try and refrain from speaking the full name often, it is considered disrespectful by the indigenous people to say its name aloud. It has that much of an impact on them.
You awaken in the middle of the night in your uncle's old wooden cabin located deep in the forest. What caused you to wake was an eerie feeling that something was off, something that is unnatural, but you can't put your finger to it. Then suddenly you start to hear the sound of instruments far off in the distance. The cabins' location is far off from any hint of civilization other than a dirt trail that leads to the front. As you lie awake in your bed you start to think that the sounds of the instruments are getting louder, but that's impossible, right? The sounds of horns and drums just keep getting louder and as you finally get up to inspect what could possibly be making those noises you hear a monstrous screech which shakes you to your core. After standing in shock, you convince yourself to step forward and bravely (but stupidly) open the door to the cabin and go outside. You look in the direction of where the music is coming from and see a very distant and small flicker of light which looks to be from a fire. So, you pick up the fire axe that was near the door and start to slowly head in that direction in which you saw the flames. The music just keeps revving up and getting more intense as time goes on. As your walking towards the fire, it suddenly dissipates but the music keeps going. The music is at its most intense and you feel your head bursting from the sounds, and you suddenly get a feeling of uneasiness and despair as well as a foul-smelling odor. Then you hear the same monstrous sound as before, it's as if beyond the trees ahead of you the music and the roar was just a short distance in front of you. You freeze in fear as you realize that you should not have come this far from the cabin and that something is in front of you. You can't call for help. You can't run to safety. You can't even move. And as you're watching the tree right in front of you, you can swear you just saw something move. You start to see some antlers peak around the corner and you're thinking it's just a deer. The antlers start to move up the side of the tree from 4 feet off the ground to 8 then 15. Whatever that is it sure isn't a deer. Then as you start to think about running the rest of the creature comes around the corner starting at its long slender legs, followed by human like arms and abnormally large hands that look more accustomed to claws. Then finally its head, its eyes are glowing through the dark the same way as if they were burning similar to that of a fire. It lets out another roar as it has found its prey. Without hesitation and adrenaline pumping through your body, you throw the axe at the creature nailing it in the head knowing it wouldn't do anything other than to buy you time. As the creature is stunned you book it back to the cabin and you can hear the music and rustling from the creature behind you. But alas, there's nothing you can do, it specifically baited you here for one purpose, to devour you. So how do you plan on making it out of this alive? You continue running from the creature but it's not striking at you (yet). Reader, I swear I saw that same rock a few minutes ago. You recognize this as well and you fall into despair and full of terror you know you've been running in circles. Then it finally pounces on you and with one swift strike! You feel nothing. You can't feel anything. The end
Others are saying it feels like wendigos playing the song or fighting eachother, yet i feel it to be the chase. From the listeners perspective, running from the wendigo, trying to escape his grip. He claws. His jaws. If i had more time i would write a poem to help you all feel what i feel. [Thank you for that idea from the others abd there amazing work]
Saw someone made a poem and wanted to tear into one as well: Skulls and crossbones Of the dead The sea of trees Hang from them their heads *whispers* I am dead, I am rot I am dead, I am rot Beg for mercy Beg for death The beast ruptures heads Eyes aglow in light of hate Skull and crossbones of your cage Tree twisted twister come from hate. Do you hate me, Do you hate me, Do you hate me, Do you hate me, I am dead, I am rot Skull and crossbones They forgot
hehe, wish I knew what a wendigo was earlier, I was playing in the woods and I heard my dad call my name on the opposite side of where my house was. dog bolted towards it so I ran after my dog. luckily found nothing but it's happened to me before, around 3 times now. :D
honestly as someone who lives way out in the woods and maybe sorta believes in native folklore. I hear this im just ending it early, i aint waiting for whats coming😭
@@tanzyvat5834There is a cryptid called the not deer that is said to resemble a deer that can stand on two legs and is carnivorous. It can be used as a stand-in for this type of wendigo, and it actually just comes from deers with chronic wasting disease.
You looked down from the hill at your tribe. You were a werewolf, the son of the local chief. Now you commanded a large force of a mishmash of creatures. Most of them were werewolves, alongside some elves, dwarves, humans, golems, liches, vampires, greenskin and even a few rogue wendigos. The reason you were United? The Wendigo horde. Recently the king of the wendigos, alongside any other suitable heir to the throne, was murdered and usurped by his son, who was dying of a disease of the lung. The Prince, desperate not to be forgotten by time before he breathed his last, decided to launch a selfish campaign to kill every living being he could. While he doubted his success, he Knew he could leave enough damage that could never heal. Wendigos we’re a naturally bloodthirsty race, so many of them offered to join. However, he still met resistance from other, more reasonable members of his kind. He killed all he could and the rest escaped to warn the other races. Within a short time the wendigos advanced considerably. They learned how to brew potions, smelt iron and then steel, and even enchant their weapons. They also would learn from other races and steal their technology as their own. Within months, they had wrecked and pillaged most of the other races, terrifying the kinder races and disgusting the more evil ones. And that brings you here. Your father was murdered by the Prince himself. Struck down when he ran back to rescue your sister and his infant daughter… and saw the Prince devouring her from her crib. This sent your father into a rage but the Prince just brandished a blade and stabbed him over and over, and left him to bleed out. He even made him stare at his deceased wife, and whispered over and over in his ear that “You couldn’t save them. You couldn’t save them.” At least that’s what the house gnome, who had been hiding under the bed and who was your father’s friend for years, told you. He recently redeemed himself for his cowardice, by saving some school children By offering himself to the horde. The Wendigos fought with cowardice, striking in the dark of the night, and fleeing from danger when it came. However these tactics worked, and they inflicted heavy casualties while receiving relatively few losses. As a result you and your shrinking army stayed bunkered down at a large abandoned fortress that had been made refuge by some bandits, who easily joined your army. Reinforcements came on occasion and there was a nearby village but you still felt uneasy. You had to watch as your home was burnt to a crisp and slaughtered by the horde. Night strike as your force had reinforced the walls best they could, but the cries and swears of the horde still kept you up. You decided to make four campfires for every man to make your army appear larger and to keep the wendigos at bay but according to your sole remaining scout, the wendigos still had 8 times more fires. You ate well that night, like it was your last meal, and felt utter silence. When a injured troll, who had been scratched badly went around screaming “WENDIGO ATTACK!” You looked out and saw them swarming, and felt a rock hit you in the head… ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ You were a wendigo, a young one, who had been drafted into the army to help the war effort. You knew it was a doomed cause but you had no choice. Your family spoke out against it, and they were killed for their pains. It happened quite a bit. Your troop had recently finished destroying a village. You took the plunder and weapons and massacred every living thing. The men, women, even the children and elderly. Not even the pets made it. The Prince went to the troop, looking at them sinisterly. He went to your leader, a ruthless one but who had a soft spot for animals. He asked if everything was dead, and the leader nodded. “Even the pets?” He asked. The leader froze as the Prince lifted his shirt and revealed he was hiding a kitten. The Prince grabbed the kitten and it mewed, pawing at his face, with zero malice and hoping to just make a friend. The Prince smashed it in its hands and strangled the leader right then and there in front of you. He then croaked his orders. “There is a abandoned fortress nearby, made refuge by some resistance. Kill every last one.” That’s about the only order you ever received, to kill every last one. One Wendigo next to you, too sadistic for his own good, began roaring with excitement. Within seconds the Prince threw a knife at him and you were covered with blood. On the March, you stared blankly ahead. You knew sooner than later you would be killed in battle, in service of a madman, rather than find a wife, grow old, and have children. You didn’t want to die in a needless war, but you would die regardless. You made it to the fortress, but a cloud of arrows appeared and they were heading right for you…
nice I like the part on how you changed it to the wendigo from the werewolf's I find it neat how there was a prince too! You should definitely make a book
If y’all don’t know, the horn that sounds kinda raspy is a didgeridoo Look em up! They’re actually really interesting and fun to play if you get a good one :D
This track is really helping me mentally, especially when I'm panicking or overstimulated. Something about this speaks to my soul, I associate myself with the Wendigo because of my impulsive thoughts. So this is really nice. I feel heard. ❤
You let out a small whistle, like a coin to the beggar. Sure, you’ve heard the legends, but you were never superstitious. Until you heard it. It was a simple whistle back, continuing your tune. You hear a branch snap off in the distance. Grabbing your shotgun, you point it at the direction the sound came from. Must just be some stupid kids, you tell yourself. Until you hear more. You hear whistles coming from all around you, everywhere around your small clearing, like a cacophony of nightmarish horror. Then you see it. Standing just enough in the light that you can see it’s silhouette, but just far enough to lack detail. It was tall, you got that much, taller than you. The worst part? The thing had antlers, enormous ones. From the thing’s maw came a simple tune. A simple whistle, the ending of the song you began. Then it went silent
played this at 2 AM in a random Canadian forest A big mommy Wendigo came out and said yes to my "proposal" we have been happily married for months now 100/10
This piece feels directly ((and quite deftly!)) inspired from the OST/score for the horror film *_'Ravenous'_* ((c. 1999)) by Damon Albarn and Michael Nyman. The film is an alternate -- and 'damn chilling! -- take upon the Wendigo myth... Personally, [ the film ] is one of my all-time favorites... I cannot recommend it highly enough for anyone even casually into horror films. This piece feels like it could've been a 'lost'/discarded track from the film's OST. *_WELL DONE!!_*
With this I could image an animation about this Sargent being sent to North America almost Canada, to figure out the random disappearances, and then coming across the cabin he was sent to live at, after a few days at the cabin that’s when the Wendigo strikes for them to be its next victim of over 100+ people. (This story was so bad!, but I could imagine a chase scene)
I actually kinda like that idea, could be interesting to see how a Sergeant would last a night with the cannibalistic creature outside, fighting it off with nothing but the resources he has at hand. Like at first he's using his weapons and slowly reports to more primal means to fend it off when he runs out of ammo. Eventually leading to a standoff/chase in the woods
@@Film0Graphic Awh tyy, I’m thinking of Writing this for my first book as a Youth Author once I get Word and the other essentials for book publishing/writing
This feels like when it hits winter they come out at the night and the indigenous people are watching and playing this to warn others that the wendigos are out.
yo oh my god this is so freaking amazing. I'm looking for inspiration to animate something and this just flooded my mind with ideas. I'm keeping this tabbed. :O
Ran a special DnD Halloween-themed Kenku Wendigo fight, gotta say this song really got it going. Especially when the monk lost an arm, really epic song
Interesting, the music has very intense beats enought to feels ya intimidated by this creature, but adds some action to it to tell ya its still possible to defeat it. Impressive.
'Wrath and vitrol, its Domain Beneath decaying is its Prey, Lying in the shadows dark, You find fur: white and stark. Piercing eyes, full of hate. Opened jaws- you ran too late.'
Can I just draw some attention to how AMAZING the ambient effects are? That is some of the most genuinely unnerving growls & howling SFX I've heard in years.
Fun Fact: the Wendigo’s is rooted in Native American folk lore although I don’t know which Native American group it belonged to it is said that a Wendigo happens when a human eats human flesh where they will then transform into a Wendigo
Ive heard the story! Apparently during winters, when famine was high, they would be so starved that they would resort to cannibalism. Once they eat a human, they can longer eat normal food and they gain a high metabolism so they always look starved. They hunt humans and actually hide in caves or abandoned mines, they store humans there so they can feast when they want. Some stories say they hibernate so they collect people in advance so they don't starve while hibernating!
Honestly i see this as ritualistic chase music, as if your being offerd to this beast but manage to break your binds and now have to hope to whatever is listening that your legs dont give in
The essence of the music in this video evokes the truest, most hidden fears within all of us. Beware the Wendigo's Song, for when it sings after midnight, no one is truly safe.
I was looking for some music to put on in the background of my online lecture. Made for an interesting time in operations and supply chain management class.
This gave me CHILLS (that just TELLS me that this is unique and awesome!) Keep up the good work! (P.S. The bass at the beginning is AWESOME! My HEADPHONES vibrated!)
If i make a game and there is a Wendigo as a boss ,i would definitely use this music on the boss battle (And i would place the credits of the creator of the music)
@@RegiArt7 а если Шейла? Моя собака просто дура. Хотя она подходит под первый вариант. Милое имя и способность всаживать свои клыки глубоко в вашу плоть. Я проверял это на себе😢
[A story about a D&D party] In the heart of a dense forest, where the trees whispered ancient secrets and the shadows danced with eerie delight, a daring trio ventured forth on a quest that would test their courage like never before. The group consisted of Thalia, the cunning thief with nimble fingers and a quick wit; Roland, the fearless fighter whose strength was matched only by his loyalty; and Aria, the mage whose arcane powers crackled with untamed energy. Their journey began like any other, with promises of treasure and glory spurring them forward. But their path took a sinister turn when they stumbled upon the lair of a wendigo, a creature of darkness and despair, its hunger for flesh insatiable and its rage unyielding. As the wendigo emerged from the shadows, its monstrous form towering over them, the party knew they were facing a foe unlike any they had encountered before. With Thalia's deft hands, they managed to evade the creature's initial onslaught, darting through the trees with the wendigo's furious roars echoing behind them. But the wendigo was relentless, its wrath fueled by centuries of loneliness and pain. Each time they thought they had lost it, it would find them again, its icy breath chilling them to the bone and its claws tearing through the underbrush. In moments of respite, Roland would stand his ground, his sword gleaming in the moonlight as he faced the creature head-on, buying precious seconds for Thalia and Aria to plan their next move. Aria, her voice trembling with power, unleashed torrents of flame and frost upon their adversary, each spell pushing the wendigo back but never quite defeating it. As the night wore on and exhaustion threatened to consume them, the party refused to surrender to despair. With grit and determination, they fought on, drawing strength from each other's bravery and refusing to let fear dictate their fate. And so, against all odds, the thief, the fighter, and the mage pressed onward, their bond forged in the crucible of battle and their spirits unbroken by the horrors that lurked in the shadows. Though the wendigo may have been relentless, they were determined to prove that even the darkest of nights could not extinguish the light of courage and friendship.
I've been looking for other songs that feel ominous and fits with the wendigo, this is really the only one that make me feel like this thing is truly on the hunt, and that this would be playing while it hunts
I just thought of a scenario for this song. It starts with two wendigos circling each other and doing little slashes at each other. And natives are in the woods around them, playing the song
Had an idea when listening to this, for the game I'm currently making, I'll add my own depiction of wendios, they will appear as animals that are prey at first, squirrels, bunnies, mice, for some smaller ones, then they shapeshift and distort every feature, growing nightmarish teeth and tongue. And will play this after each time they reveal themselves to attack.
These are the notes of my experiences 1:Not even the ammunition of 9 shotgun bolts works 2:Those things don't feel pain 3:Nor can they be afraid 4:They can go in herds of up to 8 on the nights of abyssal moon. If you're going to camp in a dangerous area like that, follow my instructions. 1:Do not leave your food outside during the night especially the meat, they can smell it. 2:Don't leave a campfire on, they are attracted by natural lights at night. 3:Keep cell phones or radio close as needed, keep your communicators in vibrating mode, they are sensitive to sound. 4:If you find groups of large animals partially devoured on trees or in caves [Get Away Fast], that's their storage area for seasons like winter, they're very territorial and if they know you were there they'll chase you to death. . . . There are more recommendations to avoid conflict with wendigos, that's the basic thing I've decided to share, it's your decision whether you want to listen to them or not, I wrote down those recommendations after certain painful experiences. Please Don't Fight Them and try to survive.
"I can fix him!"
The 'him' in question:
Hannigram be like:
CONSUME THE MONSTER FIRST
im a great dude
bring them to me @@zaBeheaded
@@sassylittleprophetHELP. I WAS LOOKING FOR THE HANNIBAL COMMENTS.
3 rules when stepping into the Canadian forests:
1: make sure to have supplies
2: make a fire
3: *Do not whistle after midnight.*
When you whistle into the abyss, the abyss whistle's back
@@weefweefand recognizes one of it's own
in fact, after sunset you shouldn't whistle anywhere in the world, in Canada it's the wendigo, in my country there are things it does. a lot of noise at night I have seen a few and it is not recommended to call their attention
@@Wilson_Andres_Ramirez_RiosI can understand that. What other creatures are you referring to? I’m from the uk, and I’m not familiar with any legends around my parts.
@@ieajackson5518 Druidic ghosts
Its all fun and games till the Trees start singing Boss Music.
@extremely.hung.individual2693 the opposite
I will plant one of these trees in my backyard.
XD
*The trees are not trees*
i am the lorax
i speak for the trees
and for some fucking reason
they're speaking Vietnamese
Blasted this out in the woods. I always feel something behind me since then
You have summoned them...
They have awoken my brothers....
Cover a blade in lighter fluid and light it if they attack you and just repeatedly stab the heart
Kill it with fire the best way to kill a wendigo 🔥
thats just paranoia induced by fear. the woods have that effect on people. Unless schitzophrenia runs in the family.
"hey, fam. This is some sick beats to eat human flesh to, yeah?"
Yes
BREH
@@wendigo9114 are ypu the real deal?
@@andrijaburcul6878ŸƏ§
yes. *eating some eyeballs* these things are tasty btw-
This feels like a tribe trying to attract the wendigo for a sacrifice and every roar you hear arrives from the deep woods....
Such a creepy but cool outlook on this!
@@ItsMeTord thanks!
@@ItsMeTord w pfp
I kinda wanna imagine that plan going incredibly wrong
To me the drums and chants are freeing the souls of the indigenous peoples that souls were scarfieced through darkness and genocide. Tribal music is very healing 🔥🔥🔥🔥 ASÉ
a lot of people depict the creature as a slightly altered humanoid that has acquired a need for human flesh as a source of sustenance, but honestly a bipedal deer corpse or humanoid with deer features is way more terrifying than something that is basically just a zombie.
Edit: ok so the wendigo is apparently the hunched-back human-like cannibal creature, the deer corpse and deer/man thing are actually different creatures entirely.
The Wechuge would be the one that looks like a deer and has a more bestial appearance. It is a completely different species but is mistaken for a Wendigo a lot in modern day horror culture. The thing in Until Dawn is a good example of what an actual Wendigo looks like.
I like to imagine the classic, pale windigo wearing a deer skull and other body parts as clothing
@@somedudethatlovesmemes6625yes I agree
@@Iris-FemNgl I prefer the until dawn one
It hit the uncanny valley perfectly
@@anap1680 Indeed
I love the music; it feels like two wendigos are going at each other or hunting some poor soul who didn't know better.
have your animations improved?
@@CircmcisionIsChi1dAbus3this was very odd to read with no context
maybe its a mating ritual song
Currently imagining two Wendigos hunting some poor person who got lost, and they keep unintentionally preventing one another from getting the kill, until they get so pissed and fed up with one another that they just start fighting while the victim just nopes out of there.
@@CircmcisionIsChi1dAbus3 I moved computers, so I need to reinstall a program to turn my files into animation files. But yes, they have improved slightly.
If you speed it up by 1.5 this is perfect dnd fight music
ur right bro
and if you slow it down to 0.5 it sounds like a movie trailer too.
Agreed, now I'm going to make a dnd character for me to use
Ong😂
2x sounds like shits abt to go down
Don't know if you just made this for a DnD campaign or whatever, but hope you make more in the future. This was the perfect song I needed for my campaign.
Hey, thats what imma bout to do.
this would be perfect for wandering the shadowfell and feeling like there's something watching you just out of sight
Same. In my campaign setting, there's a section of the map that's locked in a magically-induced eternal winter, and its forests are crawling with wendigos. I can't wait for my party to see what they can do (I may have juiced them up a bit and given them some cool new abilities)
I imagine a clan of tribal and ancient elves who eat human flesh in their hunts because they are nothing more than cattle for them, they worship an aspect of Malar or Hirche, the gods of the hunt, the thrill of the hunt, the honor and the glory of the challenge, the more lethal the prey, the greater the challenge and the greater the Glory.
@tabithaalphess2115 how'd it go?
I was looking for Wendigo, but then I checked my GPS and I was in Skandinavia... I think what was chasing/stalking me was actually a Jotunn, send backup.
Oh ho! A jotun! May Thor’s hammer give me strength because that fucker is going down baby! Valhalla!
@@owenwoolley3394All Aesirs are dickheads
This is one of those times we need Magnus Chase and Alex Fierro- i wish you luck
“Whoops wrong CONTINENT”
-this guy
@@owenwoolley3394you do realize thor is like that things uncle right
That moment when you hear your MC's theme song and realize it's their theme song. I think I'll be listening to this quite often while writing her scenes
I used this as a idea for a scene
A man trapped in the woods the rest of his party are driving insane but the main character doesn't instead he seems to hear a calling . So he beings to worship it and later skin his crazy friends to make a cloak as a offering to the dark god for sparring his life
This inspired me for a poem, read it if you want.
Be wary of the hunters land
Folks who went there now are damned
Ugly creatures, creepy plants
All is deadly even ants
Their fearsome king as dark as night
No single soul ran from his bite
Fresh human flesh he desires
Tears your guts with nails like wires
Sixty fangs hard as stone
Eats worse than beasts wont leave a bone
He was just a bandit filled with hate
When he realized it was too late
His hunger for flesh quickly grew
By morning he ate all his crew
Afraid of sun to the forest he fled
Forever there without an end
(Dont forget to leave a rating if u read tho, would appreciate it)
10/10 I love poems like this!
10/10 an amazing poem
The poem gave me the chills. It was really cool.
Cool and creepy.
Not bad, nice and creepy. 👍
“You awaken at a time that should be morning. But instead, it is far darker than even the darkest part of the night before. You stand up and look around. Roll perception.”
“You spot something dashing through the shadows. You hear a scream in the distance. Something plans to attack. Roll initiative.”
“The creature springs from the shadows, roll a Str or Dex saving throw. Failed. It grabs you and drags you deep into the darkness. You are separated from your allies. The creature begins digging into your chest with its claws and mouth, you take x damage. As your allies follow your screams, it darts again into the shadows. You have 1 round to prepare for its next ambush.”
I ran towards to injury and And I cast a healing spell I roll the roll die to see the number is?
@@mannygomez7980 you rolled a 20 (acctually just got it on my first roll 20)
you heal your allies wounds and the groupe is back together. How will the rest of your groupe proceed?
Whilst all of you are taking your actions you once again, despite the stronger than ever blowing wind, hear an even more ferocious Howl like scream and you are now aware that it won´t back down no matter the risks. This beast will hunt all of you down until either it or you will be the last thing standing.
I cast a fireball, I rolled a 20!
@@daylightenderman6977 the fireball launches itself into the darkness. A second of silence passes before it erupts into a blinding light. The creature screams and grasps the air above before stopping and glaring directly at you. Its screams turn into a deep, humming growl. Its red eyes pierce through the engulfing flames. Despite the heat, it approaches you once again, tearing a path through the flames like a dagger cuts through vines. It’s body is now covered in flames as the swirling fire encloses the path behind it. It lets out a fierce screech before charging at you, swinging it’s claws in a flaming frenzy.
I cast Armor of Agythes at level 3.
Was not expecting that MASSIVE bass note. Nearly shook some minatures off a shelf. :D Really nice!
It would probably shake my whole house
This is so amazing it gave me an idea for a DnD campaign
Also for educational purposes:
Wendigo’s are portrayed as cold, pale, long limbed and human like
The one with deer horns is a similar creature known as a Wechuge which has a more beast like appearance
Image the 2 fighting
@@RustyTopHat42They’d fight for eternity, they can only really die to fire. But if we make an exception, Wechuge since it’s basically a wendigo on nightmare mode; some iterations portray it as big as a 2 (maybe 3) floor house
@@luckydog5079 Unless you are playing DOOM in which Nightmare difficulty is the easiest.
I like to think that the Wechuges are the final form that Wendigos eventually mutate into provided they eat enough flesh and survive long enough.
I am spreading the word of this. I talked to an Ojibwe tribesmen regarding the Wen, and what he said changed my perspective entirely. And this is what he said to me.
Regarding the more skinnier version we are familiar with via Until Dawn:
“No, that's what modern people made it to be. The actual spirit is the embodiment of winter. It is literally made of ice. I’m Ojibwe, which is one of the tribes that the story comes from. To us, that spirit is the bringer of winter, the great hunter and the northern spirit. It is the one who brings the snow but is also the consumer of life, known to take on the form of a human made of ice and hunt humans.”
In regards to the media Wen
“There is a reason for that actually. We used to put up deer skulls at places that had some form of bad medicine (black magic) being practice there, and when a medicine man was found practicing bad medicine they were kicked from the village and the villagers would hang deer skulls around the medicine man to warn other tribes of this person's crimes.”
Regarding the cannibalistic tendencies
"We didn't create cannibalistic tendencies, the people who journeyed west from Europe did. Our stories are not for horror, it's real life lessons. Don't go traveling during winter and get caught in a snowstorm, or you end up trapped and being eaten by your friends. Basically these stories are more like the boogeyman stories, be good or the boogeyman will get you. Native Americans taught the British a life lesson but they took it as a warning and that's why we have today's version.”
Regarding its true form
"It is WINTER, and more than just winter, it's the raging blizzards that comes with it, the fasting you have to do to conserve food, the starving that comes with the end of winter when you dont have enough food, its also the lost of people who cant survive the cold."
Regarding how to kill it:
"Nothing except a warm house and warmer fire."
The Wen has no true actual form, and no true weakness. It is less a cryptid and more a force of nature, something you just need to let pass and pray to the Gods it is merciful on you and your warmth that it can easily snuff out. Everything and anything Winter can do, a Wen can do effortlessly for it IS Winter.
Oh, and one last fun fact: do try and refrain from speaking the full name often, it is considered disrespectful by the indigenous people to say its name aloud. It has that much of an impact on them.
I love videos like these where the POV writers come out and show their magic. It's one of those pleasant sides of the internet
It's all amateurish high school level rehashing of the same tropes and stories. That's why the "spooky internet" is mostly just cancer.
POV: You're human camping in the woods and all of the sudden you're hear this
Meh. I'd start dancing. if I'm gonna die. I may as well give the monsters entertainment before they eat me.
@@tsubakiofmelancholy6297 yeah me too I want to dance, we would dance till we dead
You about to die
@@tsubakiofmelancholy6297I don't know how to dance🥲
why do I hear boss music?
This is a sign that we need more cryptid theme songs
Skinwalker’s mimic, Siren’s song, will-o-wisp’s wail, Rake’s rasp, idk many others that make sense, and the ones I can think of are mid.
@@DrBright5558I need links to all of these
That flute instrument is KILLER 0:20
Your package has been delivered
Me opening my door in my pajamas after not leaving the house for two weeks
05:38 The Beast woke up
09:13 It knows you`re here
15:04 It notices you took something
11:46 you have been run into a dead end
All these noises gave me chills holy crap
15:12 me running for my freaking life-
10:06 it sees you
12:58 you sneak past the beast when it lashes at you
You awaken in the middle of the night in your uncle's old wooden cabin located deep in the forest. What caused you to wake was an eerie feeling that something was off, something that is unnatural, but you can't put your finger to it. Then suddenly you start to hear the sound of instruments far off in the distance. The cabins' location is far off from any hint of civilization other than a dirt trail that leads to the front. As you lie awake in your bed you start to think that the sounds of the instruments are getting louder, but that's impossible, right? The sounds of horns and drums just keep getting louder and as you finally get up to inspect what could possibly be making those noises you hear a monstrous screech which shakes you to your core. After standing in shock, you convince yourself to step forward and bravely (but stupidly) open the door to the cabin and go outside. You look in the direction of where the music is coming from and see a very distant and small flicker of light which looks to be from a fire. So, you pick up the fire axe that was near the door and start to slowly head in that direction in which you saw the flames. The music just keeps revving up and getting more intense as time goes on. As your walking towards the fire, it suddenly dissipates but the music keeps going. The music is at its most intense and you feel your head bursting from the sounds, and you suddenly get a feeling of uneasiness and despair as well as a foul-smelling odor. Then you hear the same monstrous sound as before, it's as if beyond the trees ahead of you the music and the roar was just a short distance in front of you. You freeze in fear as you realize that you should not have come this far from the cabin and that something is in front of you. You can't call for help. You can't run to safety. You can't even move. And as you're watching the tree right in front of you, you can swear you just saw something move. You start to see some antlers peak around the corner and you're thinking it's just a deer. The antlers start to move up the side of the tree from 4 feet off the ground to 8 then 15. Whatever that is it sure isn't a deer. Then as you start to think about running the rest of the creature comes around the corner starting at its long slender legs, followed by human like arms and abnormally large hands that look more accustomed to claws. Then finally its head, its eyes are glowing through the dark the same way as if they were burning similar to that of a fire. It lets out another roar as it has found its prey. Without hesitation and adrenaline pumping through your body, you throw the axe at the creature nailing it in the head knowing it wouldn't do anything other than to buy you time. As the creature is stunned you book it back to the cabin and you can hear the music and rustling from the creature behind you. But alas, there's nothing you can do, it specifically baited you here for one purpose, to devour you. So how do you plan on making it out of this alive? You continue running from the creature but it's not striking at you (yet). Reader, I swear I saw that same rock a few minutes ago. You recognize this as well and you fall into despair and full of terror you know you've been running in circles. Then it finally pounces on you and with one swift strike! You feel nothing. You can't feel anything. The end
Holy fuck, it gave my goosebumps
I dodge It’ landed on a 20
write a book dawg
Woahhhh
damn- the fact that I read this instead of doing my homework is just nice. good story though. :D
*"Mother nature's protector"*
Others are saying it feels like wendigos playing the song or fighting eachother, yet i feel it to be the chase. From the listeners perspective, running from the wendigo, trying to escape his grip. He claws. His jaws. If i had more time i would write a poem to help you all feel what i feel. [Thank you for that idea from the others abd there amazing work]
I feel the chase as well. Lurking, scratching closer and closer ....
The song in the 2:40 starts to feel like Wendigo encounters Geralt of Rivia in the middle of the woods, instead of you.
That bitch would get Igni'd before it had the chance to grab a flute lol. Geralt's killed worse
Saw someone made a poem and wanted to tear into one as well:
Skulls and crossbones
Of the dead
The sea of trees
Hang from them their heads
*whispers*
I am dead, I am rot
I am dead, I am rot
Beg for mercy
Beg for death
The beast ruptures heads
Eyes aglow in light of hate
Skull and crossbones of your cage
Tree twisted twister come from hate.
Do you hate me,
Do you hate me,
Do you hate me,
Do you hate me,
I am dead, I am rot
Skull and crossbones
They forgot
Good one, brother
Great job, i like how it looks into more of the creatures perspective
Man, i was searching for a song like this for so long, thank you so much!
When you hear your loved ones out in the woods beckoning you from the tree line........
Don't answer back.
hehe, wish I knew what a wendigo was earlier, I was playing in the woods and I heard my dad call my name on the opposite side of where my house was. dog bolted towards it so I ran after my dog. luckily found nothing but it's happened to me before, around 3 times now. :D
"It's evil, it's dangerous, it's hungry"
Liam Vickers: “and it’s cute” 🥴
@@Iso20227makes sense 💀💀
If it looks like the one in the image it's likely a Wechuge and not a Wendigo
@@Iris-Fem how many antlered goat demon things are there?
@@Iso20227 Sorry if I am slow but what exactly are you talking about? Is it the thing in the image that you are referring too?
The bass on this is absolutely INSANE. I played this in my car (I've got a nice 12 inch subwoofer) and this song rattled the windows of my garage.
im now imagining the people who blast music with their bass up in cars in the city but they just play this instead lmfao
if I hear this in the middle of the night in the forest alone I’m dancing before I get my shit rocked
honestly as someone who lives way out in the woods and maybe sorta believes in native folklore.
I hear this im just ending it early, i aint waiting for whats coming😭
I love this so much. It sounds like a version of prowler’s theme mix with killmonger’s theme made for a forest fighting scene
American's fearing the Skinwalker and saying Canada doesnt have something scarier, then me and the other Canadian's pull up with this, and the Rake
This needs to be in a movie or a movie needs to be made just for this song!
Listening to this with my good headphones on actually activated my fight or flight response. You’ve outdone yourself, excellent work
This music really helps symbolize wendigo from Native American culture
And yet they aren't described as anything like the image, nor are most of these instruments native american.
@@suruxstrawde8322True, until dawn had a pretty accurate one though
@@Iris-Fem
The modern wendigo may not be accurate, but you have to admit. It looks cool.
@@tanzyvat5834 Cool but far from accurate
@@tanzyvat5834There is a cryptid called the not deer that is said to resemble a deer that can stand on two legs and is carnivorous. It can be used as a stand-in for this type of wendigo, and it actually just comes from deers with chronic wasting disease.
You looked down from the hill at your tribe. You were a werewolf, the son of the local chief. Now you commanded a large force of a mishmash of creatures. Most of them were werewolves, alongside some elves, dwarves, humans, golems, liches, vampires, greenskin and even a few rogue wendigos. The reason you were United?
The Wendigo horde.
Recently the king of the wendigos, alongside any other suitable heir to the throne, was murdered and usurped by his son, who was dying of a disease of the lung. The Prince, desperate not to be forgotten by time before he breathed his last, decided to launch a selfish campaign to kill every living being he could. While he doubted his success, he Knew he could leave enough damage that could never heal. Wendigos we’re a naturally bloodthirsty race, so many of them offered to join. However, he still met resistance from other, more reasonable members of his kind. He killed all he could and the rest escaped to warn the other races.
Within a short time the wendigos advanced considerably. They learned how to brew potions, smelt iron and then steel, and even enchant their weapons. They also would learn from other races and steal their technology as their own. Within months, they had wrecked and pillaged most of the other races, terrifying the kinder races and disgusting the more evil ones. And that brings you here.
Your father was murdered by the Prince himself. Struck down when he ran back to rescue your sister and his infant daughter… and saw the Prince devouring her from her crib. This sent your father into a rage but the Prince just brandished a blade and stabbed him over and over, and left him to bleed out. He even made him stare at his deceased wife, and whispered over and over in his ear that “You couldn’t save them. You couldn’t save them.” At least that’s what the house gnome, who had been hiding under the bed and who was your father’s friend for years, told you. He recently redeemed himself for his cowardice, by saving some school children By offering himself to the horde.
The Wendigos fought with cowardice, striking in the dark of the night, and fleeing from danger when it came. However these tactics worked, and they inflicted heavy casualties while receiving relatively few losses. As a result you and your shrinking army stayed bunkered down at a large abandoned fortress that had been made refuge by some bandits, who easily joined your army. Reinforcements came on occasion and there was a nearby village but you still felt uneasy. You had to watch as your home was burnt to a crisp and slaughtered by the horde.
Night strike as your force had reinforced the walls best they could, but the cries and swears of the horde still kept you up. You decided to make four campfires for every man to make your army appear larger and to keep the wendigos at bay but according to your sole remaining scout, the wendigos still had 8 times more fires. You ate well that night, like it was your last meal, and felt utter silence. When a injured troll, who had been scratched badly went around screaming “WENDIGO ATTACK!” You looked out and saw them swarming, and felt a rock hit you in the head…
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
You were a wendigo, a young one, who had been drafted into the army to help the war effort. You knew it was a doomed cause but you had no choice. Your family spoke out against it, and they were killed for their pains. It happened quite a bit.
Your troop had recently finished destroying a village. You took the plunder and weapons and massacred every living thing. The men, women, even the children and elderly. Not even the pets made it.
The Prince went to the troop, looking at them sinisterly. He went to your leader, a ruthless one but who had a soft spot for animals. He asked if everything was dead, and the leader nodded. “Even the pets?” He asked. The leader froze as the Prince lifted his shirt and revealed he was hiding a kitten. The Prince grabbed the kitten and it mewed, pawing at his face, with zero malice and hoping to just make a friend.
The Prince smashed it in its hands and strangled the leader right then and there in front of you. He then croaked his orders. “There is a abandoned fortress nearby, made refuge by some resistance. Kill every last one.” That’s about the only order you ever received, to kill every last one. One Wendigo next to you, too sadistic for his own good, began roaring with excitement. Within seconds the Prince threw a knife at him and you were covered with blood.
On the March, you stared blankly ahead. You knew sooner than later you would be killed in battle, in service of a madman, rather than find a wife, grow old, and have children. You didn’t want to die in a needless war, but you would die regardless. You made it to the fortress, but a cloud of arrows appeared and they were heading right for you…
write a book dude
@@Rynkexxfr
Nobody bout to read that
I legit red all of that
nice I like the part on how you changed it to the wendigo from the werewolf's I find it neat how there was a prince too! You should definitely make a book
I absolutely love the design and concept of the wendigo, something about them just clicks with me
While the name is faux pas where I'm from, this song slaps.
Play this song to get the spirits of the lonely places to dance while they eat you alive.
Is it on Spotify cause I'm thinking of putting this song in my native American playlist
If so can you tell me what the song is called and who it's by
If y’all don’t know, the horn that sounds kinda raspy is a didgeridoo
Look em up! They’re actually really interesting and fun to play if you get a good one :D
Accurate representation of me during math class when it gets too loud
This track is really helping me mentally, especially when I'm panicking or overstimulated. Something about this speaks to my soul, I associate myself with the Wendigo because of my impulsive thoughts. So this is really nice. I feel heard. ❤
You let out a small whistle, like a coin to the beggar. Sure, you’ve heard the legends, but you were never superstitious.
Until you heard it.
It was a simple whistle back, continuing your tune. You hear a branch snap off in the distance. Grabbing your shotgun, you point it at the direction the sound came from. Must just be some stupid kids, you tell yourself.
Until you hear more.
You hear whistles coming from all around you, everywhere around your small clearing, like a cacophony of nightmarish horror.
Then you see it. Standing just enough in the light that you can see it’s silhouette, but just far enough to lack detail. It was tall, you got that much, taller than you.
The worst part? The thing had antlers, enormous ones.
From the thing’s maw came a simple tune. A simple whistle, the ending of the song you began.
Then it went silent
I play D&D and I'm glad I came across this because yes at 1.5 speed it would be perfect for a fight in D&D
Especially at 2:27.
This sounds like a whole inscriyption sound track great job!!
When you're feeling peckish and eat the probably-a-deer carcass only to find out it was very not a deer
You've summoned me
goddamn it, not again
AHHHHHH
Why you lookin like a skinwalker bro?
D:
@@MalharBedarkar-bv9tf best not to speak about the name of skin that Walk old native Indians stories warning people enough lol..
Them: - "Why don't you wanna go camping out at night, it could be so much fun!"
...
Me: - "No reason."
damn we getting out the woods with this song on🗣🗣🔊🔊🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
POV : the Canadian wildlife stops saying sorry
Good meme
You've earned a like
Мне нужна бригада
@@sahaafa9082 a crew for what
played this at 2 AM in a random Canadian forest
A big mommy Wendigo came out and said yes to my "proposal"
we have been happily married for months now
100/10
This piece feels directly ((and quite deftly!)) inspired from the OST/score for the horror film *_'Ravenous'_* ((c. 1999)) by Damon Albarn and Michael Nyman. The film is an alternate -- and 'damn chilling! -- take upon the Wendigo myth...
Personally, [ the film ] is one of my all-time favorites... I cannot recommend it highly enough for anyone even casually into horror films.
This piece feels like it could've been a 'lost'/discarded track from the film's OST. *_WELL DONE!!_*
With this I could image an animation about this Sargent being sent to North America almost Canada, to figure out the random disappearances, and then coming across the cabin he was sent to live at, after a few days at the cabin that’s when the Wendigo strikes for them to be its next victim of over 100+ people. (This story was so bad!, but I could imagine a chase scene)
I actually kinda like that idea, could be interesting to see how a Sergeant would last a night with the cannibalistic creature outside, fighting it off with nothing but the resources he has at hand.
Like at first he's using his weapons and slowly reports to more primal means to fend it off when he runs out of ammo. Eventually leading to a standoff/chase in the woods
@@Film0Graphic Awh tyy, I’m thinking of Writing this for my first book as a Youth Author once I get Word and the other essentials for book publishing/writing
@@mayatheshadowladysublimina7885 Your welcome! Hope all goes well for you
@@mayatheshadowladysublimina7885 DO IT! DO IT! PLEASE
Epic! I have NEVER heard something this perfect, its amazing!
This feels like when it hits winter they come out at the night and the indigenous people are watching and playing this to warn others that the wendigos are out.
thank you sir! this is really good, very specialized sound for what I needed!
Im a little gremlin appearing once again to say that i need this on spotify
9:00 the blade and sorcery horn goes cracy
yo oh my god this is so freaking amazing. I'm looking for inspiration to animate something and this just flooded my mind with ideas. I'm keeping this tabbed. :O
This is genuinely beautiful
Ran a special DnD Halloween-themed Kenku Wendigo fight, gotta say this song really got it going. Especially when the monk lost an arm, really epic song
this makes me imagine a bunch of tribals leading armored dinosaurs to war
Makes me want to rewatch _Antlers_ and then reread _Pet Cemetery._ Good stuff!
Interesting, the music has very intense beats enought to feels ya intimidated by this creature, but adds some action to it to tell ya its still possible to defeat it. Impressive.
'Wrath and vitrol, its Domain
Beneath decaying is its Prey,
Lying in the shadows dark,
You find fur: white and stark.
Piercing eyes, full of hate.
Opened jaws- you ran too late.'
The amount of times I've listened to this song AHHH! It's so good. It's so calming to listen to.
Jungle is my favorite place to go hunting and explore and then TH-cam recommend this. But luckily I’m from Asia
This needs to be in ether a game or animation. This is perfect boss music.
Can I just draw some attention to how AMAZING the ambient effects are? That is some of the most genuinely unnerving growls & howling SFX I've heard in years.
actually, this is called the wechuge! as wechugekin this song comforts me :]
About time I meet more people that know the difference between a Wechuge and a Wendigo. Saw someone else talking about this as well a few months back.
Me giving him a shield, spear and ungodly amount of mechanical surgery:
You are now Buldukras'Tee, The Patriot of Reunion.
This is way too unsettling, of course I find this at night
rip
Could genuinely sleep to this music it’s so calming
Fun Fact: the Wendigo’s is rooted in Native American folk lore although I don’t know which Native American group it belonged to it is said that a Wendigo happens when a human eats human flesh where they will then transform into a Wendigo
Ive heard the story! Apparently during winters, when famine was high, they would be so starved that they would resort to cannibalism. Once they eat a human, they can longer eat normal food and they gain a high metabolism so they always look starved. They hunt humans and actually hide in caves or abandoned mines, they store humans there so they can feast when they want. Some stories say they hibernate so they collect people in advance so they don't starve while hibernating!
Native Americans says wendigo original was giant human that was literally human no deer skull as head
Honestly i see this as ritualistic chase music, as if your being offerd to this beast but manage to break your binds and now have to hope to whatever is listening that your legs dont give in
The essence of the music in this video evokes the truest, most hidden fears within all of us. Beware the Wendigo's Song, for when it sings after midnight, no one is truly safe.
This creature give a whole new meaning to "Don't even think about it..."
Something tells me the wendigo is going to give me a visit tonight
POV: when you go into the sketchy forest into that one game and suddendly a huge health bar pops up
Thank you sm, this song made my DnD battle 💜💜💜
and it was awesome af
@@xmionix 🤨 Khoi?
Things normally don't make me shake, but as soon as I started playing this, a chill ran up my spine, and I'm just in my room....
Set play back speed to 1.25 and you'll get AWSOME boss music
I was looking for some music to put on in the background of my online lecture. Made for an interesting time in operations and supply chain management class.
This beat goes hard
This gave me CHILLS (that just TELLS me that this is unique and awesome!) Keep up the good work!
(P.S. The bass at the beginning is AWESOME! My HEADPHONES vibrated!)
If i make a game and there is a Wendigo as a boss ,i would definitely use this music on the boss battle
(And i would place the credits of the creator of the music)
I’ve been considering making a game, if I ever get around to it do I have permission to steal this idea?
@@Meetskink Sure! (Sorry for only answer you after 10 days)
Bass is a banger, will be playing this to fall asleep on my next camping trip.
That's probably not a very good idea.
my players can't sleep, thanks you made my day
Blud really dropped a banger involving Wendigos and dipped
Now i want to play a horror campaign with THAT as the big boss.
tfw i discover that "wendussy" is truly just a meme, not actually real, and I am in very severe danger.
lmfao XD
pitbull owners: CUPCAKE COME HERE!
the dog:
Fr tho
If the dogs name is princess or cupcake it will kill you but if it’s named something like skullmuncher or femur breaker you know that’s a good boy
@@RegiArt7 а если Шейла? Моя собака просто дура. Хотя она подходит под первый вариант. Милое имя и способность всаживать свои клыки глубоко в вашу плоть. Я проверял это на себе😢
[A story about a D&D party]
In the heart of a dense forest, where the trees whispered ancient secrets and the shadows danced with eerie delight, a daring trio ventured forth on a quest that would test their courage like never before. The group consisted of Thalia, the cunning thief with nimble fingers and a quick wit; Roland, the fearless fighter whose strength was matched only by his loyalty; and Aria, the mage whose arcane powers crackled with untamed energy.
Their journey began like any other, with promises of treasure and glory spurring them forward. But their path took a sinister turn when they stumbled upon the lair of a wendigo, a creature of darkness and despair, its hunger for flesh insatiable and its rage unyielding.
As the wendigo emerged from the shadows, its monstrous form towering over them, the party knew they were facing a foe unlike any they had encountered before. With Thalia's deft hands, they managed to evade the creature's initial onslaught, darting through the trees with the wendigo's furious roars echoing behind them.
But the wendigo was relentless, its wrath fueled by centuries of loneliness and pain. Each time they thought they had lost it, it would find them again, its icy breath chilling them to the bone and its claws tearing through the underbrush.
In moments of respite, Roland would stand his ground, his sword gleaming in the moonlight as he faced the creature head-on, buying precious seconds for Thalia and Aria to plan their next move. Aria, her voice trembling with power, unleashed torrents of flame and frost upon their adversary, each spell pushing the wendigo back but never quite defeating it.
As the night wore on and exhaustion threatened to consume them, the party refused to surrender to despair. With grit and determination, they fought on, drawing strength from each other's bravery and refusing to let fear dictate their fate.
And so, against all odds, the thief, the fighter, and the mage pressed onward, their bond forged in the crucible of battle and their spirits unbroken by the horrors that lurked in the shadows. Though the wendigo may have been relentless, they were determined to prove that even the darkest of nights could not extinguish the light of courage and friendship.
I've been looking for other songs that feel ominous and fits with the wendigo, this is really the only one that make me feel like this thing is truly on the hunt, and that this would be playing while it hunts
WE GETTING OUT THE FOREST WITH THIS ONE🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
Notice
we all noticed
chance was telling the truth. WE Love truth. He speak true. This is the way
They have betrayed us and attacked me. I was innocent.
Funny how chances story doesn't change and hes telling the truth and a great guy. Weird right
We're makin' it out of the Canada with this one 🔥
I just thought of a scenario for this song. It starts with two wendigos circling each other and doing little slashes at each other. And natives are in the woods around them, playing the song
Had an idea when listening to this, for the game I'm currently making, I'll add my own depiction of wendios, they will appear as animals that are prey at first, squirrels, bunnies, mice, for some smaller ones, then they shapeshift and distort every feature, growing nightmarish teeth and tongue.
And will play this after each time they reveal themselves to attack.
These are the notes of my experiences
1:Not even the ammunition of 9 shotgun bolts works
2:Those things don't feel pain
3:Nor can they be afraid
4:They can go in herds of up to 8 on the nights of abyssal moon.
If you're going to camp in a dangerous area like that, follow my instructions.
1:Do not leave your food outside during the night especially the meat, they can smell it.
2:Don't leave a campfire on, they are attracted by natural lights at night.
3:Keep cell phones or radio close as needed, keep your communicators in vibrating mode, they are sensitive to sound.
4:If you find groups of large animals partially devoured on trees or in caves [Get Away Fast], that's their storage area for seasons like winter, they're very territorial and if they know you were there they'll chase you to death.
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There are more recommendations to avoid conflict with wendigos, that's the basic thing I've decided to share, it's your decision whether you want to listen to them or not, I wrote down those recommendations after certain painful experiences. Please Don't Fight Them and try to survive.
They actually hate bright lights and are mostly scene during winter
@@jibbastack They know that if there are little natural lights in their territories it means there are beings near them.