Medieval Fantasy Music - Medieval Market | Folk, Traditional, Instrumental | Fantasy Music World #2
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- Medieval Fantasy Music - Medieval Market | Folk, Traditional, Instrumental | Fantasy Music World
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7. Black Horse's Inn
8. The Traveler's Inn
9. Riverbard Tavern
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I was born in the wrong world. I wanna live in a fantasy world full of kings/queens, i want dragons, i want wizards and healers. I wanna create potions learn blacksmithing so i can craft my own sword and shield and go on quests to fight trolls and slay the undead terrorizing a distant village. When theres a blizzard or storm I wanna seek shelter and stop by local taverns and eat the best boar meat and drink the best ale while sitting by the fire and tending to my wounds and listening to this music. Just feels like home to me and i want it.
No words can describe my "homesickness" because I've said it so many times already. Fantasy world is our home, isn't it? I was not only born at the wrong time, but also in the wrong world, too. How sad!
woah, I thought I was the only one.
Thats why people do reality shifting:D
P.S.I f u dont like reality shifting or will call it fake then dont bother commenting I just wanted to share this with people
Edit:Ok so I seem to be getting a lot of hate comments despite putting a message after the P.S. so I'm just going to let you know, please don't fight in the comments section it is your opinion if you don't believe me so don't hate on a whole community please and I respect all your different opinions even if they clash against mine:)
@@fluffysweaters5634 you know, if i can shift, i will volunteer not to wake up for my whole life 😂
@@dimnocturne7166 Its not recommended but I'm glad you know what reality shifting is:D
It's sad the old video had to be taken down. It was like an actual fantasy bazaar/market in the comments with people writing and breathing life into scenes, sharing tales, laughing together, conversing, and what not. It was beautiful!
Not saying it won't be again in this one, but I feel like a traveller coming back to a city or land I had great memories in only to find it taken over by another empire. It's still the same, run the same, but the people I shared the memory with are gone. Once again, feeling like a foreigner in a place I've been before...
🥺🥺🥺
Well that was harsh
Wait, the old one got removed? Why's that?
@@naturalone6529 idk. I thought it was this one but when I checked the views I was confused. I checked the comments and everything was just swept clean
I feel just the same :"> I swear, the old video was one of my favorite things to listen to and I just loved to be sitting and drawing while listening to it so I got very sad when I found out it had been taken down, but I found it again yesterday in another channel that might have saved it when it was still available . It's here if you want :) th-cam.com/video/qSbSszLKtYM/w-d-xo.html
For the people reading this comment, I hope you become successful in your life
hai BOT
Thx u2
This is my first time doing this....
Gwen smiled when she caught sight of the citadel. Of all the cities she could say she loved this the most. Its wares were like no other with its cheap prices. Being a sea port had advantages.
A murmur greeted her ears as she entered into the lower town. Passing houses, children were playing outside. Washing hung in the air to dry, children ducking under them. A woman paused breifly in her sewing at the sight of her. Gwen tugged at her hood to hide her face.
"Finest apples, finest apples!"
"Spices from the islands, like none you'll ever find!"
Pearls, handpicked, loveliest luster ever to be found!"
Merchants called out to passerbys, haggling and selling. People passed by, sometimes in two, chattering. She picked up pieces of news as she strolled. Getting back in touch with the city. A skirmish from the south? Lady Catrina falling in love with Lord Uthen?! Who would fall for _him_? She shook her head, amused.
"Ah, Lady Gwen!" the merchant gave a exaggerate bow. "A pleasure to see you again." He leaned in, "Considering the news I heard..."
"But I am here, alive and well," she said, taking his hand in hers, "but now is not the time. Please do not tell anyone yet."
He nodded.
"Now, have you any new wares?"
He tutted, "Always, always, you are business, business! Never chatting! But come, I have learned something new you will like. No, not knives! But..."
As Hergild showed her around, Gwen smiled, weariness falling away. It was good to be here again. To home.
It was a long time coming. Especially with the threats looming on the horizon.
As she left Hergild, she squared her shoulders, next would be the hardest. Explaining that she was _not_ dead ...
That got long. O.O I'd like to see what will happen if someone continues this in the replies. ;)
Gwen goes back to home, her parents were not there. She shought her familly members would be around somewhere inside their tiny little shack. She pondered "i suppose they are in the shop selling goods to others".
She ran to their shop want greeted with emptyness.
Where could have they went to she pondered.
She searched all of citadel and found anything but her parents.
She went to hegrilds house to ask if hegrid knew anything.
Hegrild said "oh gwen what's wrong?"
Gwen replied " my parents- my parents where are they do you know anything that could help me find my familly"
Hegrild replied "ah gwen there is nothing wrong. They are sailing to the south to collect funds from the baron"
Gwen quickly ran away leaving hegrild confused.
She remembered about the pirates near the coast of the souther land. Her familly doesnt know about it. Barbaric Pirates from the north west have conqured the south and now patroling the seas of the south anybody who crosses the borders of the coast gets enslaved and tortured. If her parents get near the ships of the pirates they will get captured and enslaved.
Gwen collected all her gear and supplies and started a journey to rescue her familly and free the residents of the south.
Gwen now realized it wasn’t never that easy.
Seeing how she was now surrounded by three thugs. (I’m not even anywhere close to the borders…) Gwen thought in displeasure
Gwen cursed her luck, well really what was her luck -okay off topic, as Gwen looked the thugs up and down slightly. One of the thugs had a green robe and quite an ugly face of scars, now she didn’t mean to be rude… but who has that many scars.
Gwen was ripped away from her thoughts as the thug with slightly tattered rugs started to speak,
“ Now, pretty lad. We don’t have to cause trouble, now if you give us what we want, be a pretty little lad and hand over your pouch and you’ll get on with your day. Even if you didn’t little lad we could always have a little fun with you before you go,”
Gwen’s face scrunched up in disgust,
“ I’m sorry, but I’m afraid I cannot hand anything over to the likes of you, now I command you let me pass.”
One of the thugs that had been behind her had put his hand on her shoulder, Gwen again noticed this hand was quite dirty…
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“ Now little lad, I’m afraid I didn’t phase that well. Give us your pouches or you won’t like what happens next, or maybe you will-“
One of the other thugs had smacked the speaking thug’s head slightly.
“Stop playing around Walter, we need to get these pouches.”
The hit thug Gwen could now identify as Walter had his head slightly down, as he was just smacked in the head by a fellow thug.
“Damn it Phillip! Would you stop hitting me!” Walter spoke in a slightly raised voice.
‘Walter’ now turned to Phillip as he glared at him with a dirty look.
The thug that was supposed to be gripping Gwen’s shoulder had let go and walked in between them and tried to stop what looked like the beginning of a fight.
The first punch was thrown, it landed on the unlucky thug that had tried to step in between Phillip and Walter.
Soon a full on fight broke through between the two, and Gwen saw this as the perfect escape plan.
As she quietly snuck away, one of the thugs had realized Gwen had escaped.
Gwen quietly giggled as she ran freely hearing the faint yell of a thug asking where she had gone.
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About half an hour later it was significantly darker outside as the sun was now setting, Gwen knew she still had quite a while to get to the borders.
She was what seemed like in the middle of nowhere, only a dirty path, a couple of trees and a green valley.
Quietly kicking a small rock onto the path in front of her
After doing that she continued walking on towards what she believed to be the direction of the souther land
“Maybe I should get a cabin to say in to- ouch!”
Gwen was cut off by a small stone hitting the back of her head
Gwen looked behind her to see who or what threw that stone at her, Gwen was quite confused to see nobody in the darkness behind her.
Gwen cleared her throat and quietly spoke out loud
“Hello, is someone there?”
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.
.
The only answer was on growing noise behind her,
confused on hearing noise that similarly sounded of music, as she turned back around she had to cover her eyes for a few seconds before peaking in between her fingers, bright lights… a lot of them
after bringing her hands down from her eyes she pinched herself to maybe wake herself up because there was no way what seemed to be a small tavern appeared well she looked away for a few seconds.
(Imagine the tavern/bar from Tangled Disney movie)
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(Kinda ran out of ideas… if someone continues this please add a bar fight scene!!!)
@@bat-man_42069 OOooo! I never thought about pirates. Good idea!
@@Raxdok This is lovely! The part with the thugs reminds of the trolls in The Hobbit. A mysteriously appearing tavern... magic, perhaps?
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She looked away, then back. It flickered faintly. Wha-?
She narrowed her eyes, in all her travels had never heard something like this. Wait. There were cloaking spells... She ducked behind a tree to think. Why would anyone want to cloak a ... tavern?? Well, only one way to find out, she thought. Gwen gripped her walking staff that could transform into her chosen weapon, and started to the tavern.
Huh, she thought, its name was the Snuggly Duckling. That was kinda cute. Walking in though, its patrons were most decidedly not. She had walked into a den of thugs, perhaps she would need her weapon. They all stoped and stared at her.
"Umm, hello?" she waved her hand awkwardly. Gwen cringed immediately. Still, they went back to their drink and talk.
"Can I have a room for the night?" she asked the bartender.
"Sure," he named his amount.
"A bit pricey," she commented as she dug out the necessary amount.
He laughed, "Well, girl, it's what you get when this tavern's warded."
"Warded?"
"Yeah, invisible to those who wish harm."
She couldn't help but glance around the room, at the people who looked like thugs, looking closer she could see several families.
"Oh, don't worry about them," the bartender replied, "they're like you."
"Like me?" Gwen asked.
He nodded, "Southrons fleeing. That's the whole reason this fine establishment was made. Southron caring for Southron," he paused, examining her, You're Southron aren't you?"
"Uhhh,"
The place had gone quiet.
Gwen's palms grew sweaty.
"No?"
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and i'm running out of steam. I'm envisioning that they kinda get mad cus this is meant for fleeing southrons, a fight starts and then it gets broken up, she gets some sleep, then sets off again. but i can't write it rn. Hope someone enjoyed!
anyone can continue this if they wish.
@@mclama1139 i second this
I used to listen to this with my dog the last day of the year, he was so scared of the fireworks but with this music he was relaxed... now it's the last day of the year and he's dead...i'm listening this again for him...
oh i'm so sorry 😟
I am sorry for your loss.
Condolences 😓
@Greta Borgognoni | "Don't be sad because it's over,smile because it happened" Your little fella will watch over you from the sky. Always think about him,and it will give you the strenght to move forward.
I’m so so sorry :( I couldn’t imagine losing my own dog. He is watching u happily from above ❤️❤️
My husband died 4 month ago .I wish in heaven he found this kind of energy. He always loved history and now he is a part of it. I wish with all my hart to touch his soul in heaven
Good wife u are
Also im sorry for your loss
I'm so sorry for your loss. Your husband sounds like he was a wonderful person with a deep appreciation for history. It's beautiful to think that he might now be a part of the very stories he cherished. I hope you find comfort in the memories you shared and in the thought that his spirit is at peace.
I have this idea… I think everyone that likes this music used to be a warrior, a witch, a soldier, a knight, a blacksmith, a dragon tamer… something… in their past lives or in a different universe, and we are drawn to this music to remind ourselves of our past! ❤
I wish we could hear this music in real life randomly while going to schools/college/work and then after following the music we could find a portal to our home! Our real home! where we once were witches, warriors,dragon tamers,knights, mermaids, kings and queens 😭😭💖
Okay, that’s pretty deep. I like it. Maybe we were all friends, family, or enemies in the past 👀😁
@@natsumi9331 I wish 😭 take me there!!!
HECK YEAH
Or the music is ear-catching
But yeah, that's a good way to think of it.
I finally found a genre that is already carved into my soul
Same
The first song immediately caught me . I could see myself dancing with noams and goblins in the middle of the village were there were drinks and food fit for kings 👑 I danced and spinned holding a glass of grape wine dressed in the clothes of Petter Pan , hearing the jolly laughter and claps of all as the music 🎵 went along . I've been to a banquet in the village square so who else was there
Gnomes*
Gnomes
🙋🏻♀️
Goblin slayer: *stares at goblins*
Ofc the rpg feeling😏
Comments that tell stories fitting to the music are one of the most wholesome things to be found on TH-cam I guess - thank you!
It took two years, but I finally tracked down the art for this and got an 8 x 10.
you mean the picture ? can you maybe give me a link ?
Well? Don't be shy. Credit the artist.
YESS
AYO MY GUY TELL US WHERE 👀
Dude, Sauce.
'This city was recaptured from the Queen of the Dark, but it is not what it once was. Before it was taken over, there was music in the air, all blending together in harmony, seeming to follow you through the city. There was an open market, with so many stalls that you could spend the whole of the day just looking, even if you gave each merchant's wares only the barest glance. Travelers of all sorts, from the lands of the North all the way to the Isles of Padr-est, flooded here to visit, to gawk, sell, and barter.
I remember those wonderful times like they were yesterday, though years ago they were. Call me an old fool if you like (many have), but that old music's started to return. If you listen closely, you can hear it. And with it, the merchants, the market, and the travelers will return, all different, but still just as wonderful. It's the music. The music always was the heart of this city. It does an old soul like me good to hear it again; it seems a hope that is returning to even such a hopeless place as this. The rain will come again, and our tears will mix in it as we will once again have our city in our hearts. And I hope to see you there when it happens, young traveler. I hope to see you there."
Edit: I wrote this as a reply to the pinned comment, but liked it so much I thought I'd share it here in general comments as well. It was sad having this video disappear from my study music playlist, but I am overjoyed to have found it again. My writing ability has improved a lot from when I last wrote (on the previous video), love to see new stories.
Whether you're a longtime visitor or a newcomer, welcome! This place and its people are happy to have you, wherever you hail from!
As the old man finished his tale, the young traveler could see a glimmer of nostalgia in his eyes. The rain had started to drizzle gently, pattering on the cobblestone streets, adding a serene rhythm to the quiet evening. The traveler imagined the city as it once was, bustling with life and melody, a stark contrast to its current somber state.
"I wish I could have seen it," the traveler said softly, almost to himself.
The old man chuckled, a sound filled with both amusement and a hint of sorrow. "Ah, but you will, lad. You will. The city has a way of surprising even the most seasoned wanderers. The music you hear now, faint and distant, is but the beginning. It's the city's way of waking up, shaking off the shadows of the past."
The traveler looked around, straining to catch the elusive notes carried by the wind. There was something magical about it, an undercurrent of hope that seemed to weave through the air. He felt a stirring within him, a longing to see the city restored to its former glory.
"Tell me more about the market," he urged the old man, eager for more glimpses into the city's vibrant history.
"Ah, the market," the old man began, his eyes lighting up. "It was a tapestry of colors and sounds. Stalls overflowed with spices from the South, silks from the East, and trinkets crafted by the finest artisans. Every day was a festival of its own. Street performers would entertain, their talents as diverse as the goods sold. Jugglers, musicians, dancers - they all added to the symphony that was our city."
The traveler's imagination soared with the descriptions. He could almost smell the exotic spices, feel the soft silk slipping through his fingers, and hear the lively chatter of merchants and customers alike.
"But it wasn't just the goods or the performers," the old man continued, his voice taking on a reverent tone. "It was the people. The connections made, the friendships forged. Strangers became friends, and friends became family. The market was the heartbeat of the city, and its pulse was strong and steady."
The traveler felt a pang of yearning. "Do you think it can ever be the same again?"
The old man smiled, a twinkle in his eye. "It may not be the same, but it can be just as grand, if not more so. The city has endured, and with it, so have its people. They carry the memories and the spirit of the past within them. All it takes is a spark, and the flames of the old days will blaze anew, lighting the way for a future that's just as bright."
The traveler nodded, feeling a renewed sense of purpose. He knew then that he wanted to be part of this city's revival, to help rekindle the spirit that once made it great. As the rain fell softly around them, he made a silent vow to stay, to see the city rise again, and to hear its music fill the air once more.
"Thank you," he said, gratitude evident in his voice.
The old man patted his shoulder. "Thank you, young traveler. It is people like you who will breathe life back into our beloved city. Now, go and find your place in its story."
With that, the traveler set off, determination in his step and hope in his heart, ready to be a part of the city's next chapter.
Probably we were once a king or queen, warrior, wizard, sorcerer, knight, paladin, ranger, healer and maybe other mythical creature like dragon or something but a adrift into this new technological world without magic, who knows right? Just this songs make us "remind" our former self.
Maybe I am a legendary warrior blacksmith lol.
That sounds so cool, like imagine being an extremely respected person by a lot of people in something and then tragically dying but your soul travells to this world after death...man the return if you can find it sounds so epic doesn't it
Good plot for the new anime storyline lol
@@laylamia Yes right? It will be cool
@@nonfloxacin3182 Yeah, I'm kinda into writing and have a bunch of fantasy genre ideas but never had a chances to write my idea. Like to try make some light novel lol
@@nadzminazam8057 you should try! I am writing one right now :)
Im seeing some comments of people feeling "homesick" 🥺 I understand you, we feel the same thing, this is where I would have loved to be born as well, reality is what we make of it and I know we can achieve this in our world, try lucid dreaming! ❤️
Listening to this whilst mapping out a massive fantasy city called Highcrown on Inkarnate. I'm working on the farmsteads just outside the city walls currently, having just finished paving the Trade Dristrict.
Share the link so we can see
How did it go?
Put some dungeon on the outskirts of the city as well. It'll be cool
Really exciting, where can we see the result!
Can we see it?
Hello, HELLO young traveler, I see the crystal in your power staff fades..Yes?....ahh not to worry, come, see my crystals, they are the most powerful and longest lasting. See you thru the densest fog, the darkest moonless night. The young man shrugged and took a nervous step closer, well aware of the stranger in the purple robe who was edging closer and showing more interest than he should. Slyly, Xalto, the Feline Merchant of crystals and power staffs, took notice. Well come inside then and lets fit you with a new crystal...you are going to need it he purred.
OH MY GOSH! That was such a vivid scene, I could really picture that, even without the photo.
I love the mental image! Thank you!
I love your character!
The young traveler hesitated at the entrance of Xalto's shop, the dimly lit interior revealing an array of shimmering crystals of all shapes and sizes. Xalto's feline eyes glowed with a mischievous yet reassuring light as he gestured for the traveler to follow.
"Don't be shy," Xalto purred, his tail flicking behind him. "These crystals are the finest you'll find in all the realms. Come, let me show you."
The traveler stepped inside, the air thick with the scent of exotic herbs and the faint hum of magical energy. Shelves lined the walls, each one brimming with crystals that pulsed with their own unique light. Some were small and delicate, while others were large and imposing, but all of them seemed to whisper promises of power and protection.
Xalto led the traveler to a workbench in the back, cluttered with tools and half-finished projects. He picked up a large, deep purple crystal, its surface etched with intricate runes that seemed to move and shift in the light.
"This one," Xalto said, holding the crystal up to the traveler's eyes. "This will not only restore your staff but enhance it beyond its original power. It has been infused with the essence of a fallen star and tempered in the flames of an ancient dragon's breath. It will see you through any darkness."
The traveler, feeling a surge of hope, handed over his staff. Xalto's nimble fingers worked quickly, detaching the fading crystal and replacing it with the new one. As soon as it was in place, the staff glowed with a brilliant light, illuminating the shop with a warm, golden hue.
"There," Xalto said, stepping back to admire his work. "You are ready for whatever lies ahead. But remember, power comes with responsibility. Use it wisely."
The traveler nodded, feeling the weight of Xalto's words. With a grateful smile, he turned to leave, but Xalto's voice stopped him at the door.
"One more thing," the feline merchant said, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Beware of the stranger in the purple robe. He is more than he seems, and his interest in you is no mere curiosity."
I don’t regret looking for medieval music
I love everything about this; and not just the awesome cat selling magic crystals! 😺Seriously, great music collection, perfect for when I'm writing, or just mellowing out in the evenings. 😊
Truck-kun - bring me in a fantasy worlddd!!!!
It automatically took me to a land where I was filled with joy. At a tavern with the rest of my guild because we had just won a battle. I as a healer in the game new world I fish I had more friends to play with. Serious medieval vibes and I love it. Sigh, wish I could be in a magical place like this just for a week. I’d love to experience it
You can experience it in music :)
2024 anyone?
I was born and raised Catholic. I distanced myself from my Church for a while because I questioned my faith. Decided to come back and try again. Heard the choir and music and felt so at peace... like I was home again.
Amen brother
Find a traditional Latin Mass if you can
Amen. You don't ahve to 100% adhere to the Church. There are many different interpretations, but as long as you have faith and pray, you should be fine.
@@mariustan9275Same, a temple built with your own faith and heart, is better than a temple built with stones.
im jealous of the beings that get to live in this kind of world
Oh, how my soul delights in the enchantment of ancestral melodies that traverse the magical airs of the web, as if they were whispers from forgotten times.
When I hear this kind of music I can't help but burst into tears, I can't help but feel nostalgic, sad and happy at the same time, and the worst thing is that I really don't know why I always feel like i lost something, or someone. Every time I try to imagine how a world full of magic and fantastic creatures would look like I can't stop crying
Reading the comments full of fantasy and dreams while the music run on the background is wonderful to do. Imagine having these folks believing and wanting the same thing you want. It's amazing knowing you're not alone. :>
Ilen winced as he woke up in a strange room in a strange land. Glancing up from his velvet pillowcase and silk sheets, he looked out the window. Not far below it was a market, bustling with life and a strange language.
Realizing the change in setting, he patted himself frantically making sure he had everything that he did when he fell asleep. Feeling the smooth grip of his revolver, he sighed in relief. He was still wearing his uniform and nothing was missing. Not long after, there was a knock at the wooden door.
"Are you decent, stranger?" The voice was strangely sweet. It was not Avus or Tivas, the native dialects of his homeland of Hin Lop, but some other strange tongue he had never heard of before.
"I am," He paused. He too seemed to speak this tongue. "You may come in."
The door opened and he was met with a young man, behind him stood an older man and woman. Probably his parents.
The older woman spoke up first. "Did you sleep well?"
"I did." Ilen sat up and leaned against the headboard. "Who are you and where am I?"
"I guessed you wouldn't know," The older man squeezed around the younger one, his stout frame becoming apparent. "You're in Althaea."
"Althaea." The word felt strange in Ilen's mouth. "I've never heard of such a place."
"How could you not know about the capital of the largest empire on Egaph?" The young man stepped through the door and placed a pitcher of water and a bowl on the nightstand. He squinted at Ilen's steely eyes and strange *hudan* kilt . "You don't look like you're from around here."
"Fedur, show some respect to our guest." The older women stepped to him and guided him behind her. "You'll have to forgive him, he's never seen someone from Beatoch before."
"I'm not from that... Behatok place... wherever it is." Ilen stood from the bed, turning to make the bed.
"I believe you." The older man said as he approached, holding out his hand. "Your accent is different. I'm Aldur, that is my wife, Salhur; and my son, Fedur."
"Ilen." He accepted Aldur's hand and shook it.
"What is that?" Fedur pointed to the revolver held at Ilen's hip.
"It's a revolver. A weapon that I carry for my profession." Ilen finished tidying the bed and went to pour some water into the bowl. "I'm a soldier."
"And which land, pray tell, do you serve?" Salhur spoke up, placing a towel on the stand beside the water.
"The Avus-Tivas Republic. Continent of Hin Lop, formerly a colony of the Truen Federation" Ilen splashed some water on his face, the coolness lending him some refreshment.
"Strange name." Aldur said. "Where exactly is this... Republic?" The words were shaky almost as if he had never heard of it.
"I don't know." Ilen said, finishing the face wash. "I don't know where I am. I fell asleep in our camp and awoke here." He patted his face with the towel.
"Well, this has happened before," Salhur quipped. "My mother once told me of a strange woman who came, she claimed to be a... what was it... a Seafarer Bafki?"
"She was from my world, then." Ilen cocked his head. "Did she have black hair and brown eyes?"
"I think so." Salhur motioned as she stepped out the door, Ilen, Aldur and Fedur right behind. She made her way down the hall and to a staircase, which she descended. "My mother just awoke, perhaps she can tell us more."
They reached a room by what Ilen guessed was the front door and Salhur gave a polite knock.
"Come in, darling." The old woman said from inside.
The four entered to see the aged lady standing by an open window, pouring the remaining water from her pitcher into the box of strange flowers growing just outside. Just past that, Ilen saw the market. Humans, dwarves, cloaked figures and strange animal hybrids walked about, chatting, laughing and eating. It reminded him of home, the fantastical books that always sold so well in the city.
"Good morning, mother." Salhur nodded. "I suppose father already left?"
"He'll be back with the parsnip jam in a bit." The lady smiled and sat on a accent chair. It looked out to the market. 'Who is this lovely young guest?"
Salhur nodded to Ilen, prompting him to approach. "Good morning, ma'am. I don't know how I got here and mrs. Salhur here told me that you have met someone from my world before."
"Oh yes, Herus. I remember her, beautiful lady." She motioned for Ilen to sit and waved the rest of the family out of the room. She turned to him. "You said you were from her world? You look nothing like her."
"I don't think I'm related to her." Ilen looked out the window. "I'm from a different part of Lekash."
"Lekash." The old woman beamed "You are from the same world then."
"Then I would like to get back as soon as I can." Ilen shifted in his seat. "I have a war to fight."
"War?" The old woman furrowed her thin brows. "What such war is so important that you cannot wait to return to it?"
"Independence." Ilen looked back at her, his steely eyes sending a chill down the old woman's spine. "After three hundred and thirty two years, my land is rising up against the Truen."
"Well then, I hope you can wait till breakfast." The old woman clapped her hands together as she spotted her husband from the window. He carried a large jar of whitish jam in one hand and an ebony cane in the other. "I know just how to get you back on your way."
She hobbled to the door and opened it, motioning Ilen through. As he passed, she clapped him on the back.
They walked to the kitchen, where the family were already seated around a table.
"The parsnip jam will send you back, just as the diviner told me this morning!" The old woman cheered as she sat next to the old man.
"That's why you sent me out so early, eh?" The old man mused. "Because it's also cough medicine and you know how popular it is these days."
Ignoring him, the old lady popped open the jar. She produced a large spoon and took a good scoop. She held it to Ilen's mouth. "Just down this and you'll wake up back in your land."
The jam smelled horrible. Ilen always hated Parsnips. He held his nose shut with one hand as he guided the spoon with the other. Taking a big gulp, the bitter, earth taste of the parsnips works its way through his system and the whole world went black.
...
"Captain Tovin... Captain..."
Ilen opened his eyes to see the familiar face of the company medic standing over him.
"Are you okay, Captain?"
Glancing around, Ilen saw he was in the medical tent. His uniform was dirty and the bitter taste of the parsnips lingered on his tongue.
"I'm quite fine, thank you." He sat up.
"Glad the ammonia helped." The medic stood from his crouched position beside the bed. "Sorry I dropped a tiny drop in your mouth, I made sure to wipe it up."
"What happened?" Ilen looked around. Around him, many of his subordinates lay, some wrapped in bloody gauze, others out cold but cleaner than him.
"When you raided that factory, part of it collapsed on top of you. No one died, thankfully, but you took quite a beating from some debris."
"Good to hear."
"Oh and also," the medic patted him on the shoulder. "You're being sent back to Tam Kulagin. The captain you were substituting for has recovered completely and you are needed for translations."
'Good to hear." Ilen flopped back down on the cot. For now, he just needed to rest. Perhaps, read one of those fantasy books too.
END
Thanks for reading my nonsense if you made it this far. I'm kinda procrastinating on my anthropology readings, but it IS my major so I have no choice haha.
The world of Egaph was inspired by this video but the world of Lekash is entirely my own. I have been building it for months and have a few books I'm writing on it. I hope you enjoyed!
Fun read
bro i aint reading all that 💀
Well I hope to read some more from you, thanks for the great read
This is the perfect music for working on my medieval fantasy book. Not distracting, just inspiring. Thank you so so much!!
Send a link plz
Can you give link when you are finished of your work
Same with me. I needed some background music for inspiration
Love to do this while sniffing tape
👍
This is the best. Just sitting outside with my two precious German sheps', watching them play and run around. Listening to this soundtrack and just zoning out, giving me skyrim and elven vibes, just loving it. Seriously relaxing 😌
Haven't done any of these before but here ya go, enjoy !
I could start to taste the tangy saltwater in the air as I neared the harbour, and swiftly dismounted my buckskin mare. We both sighed in relief. At last. After weeks of trekking through everything from deadly mountains and thickets to vast, endless deserts, I had arrived in the land of Ares, its seaport being a hotspot for traders and travellers worldwide. I had come here to deliver medicine for my father’s Sailboat consisting of a crew of 6 sailors. They had docked at the harbour to gather up supplies for their next expedition, and I was in charge of the medicaments.
The port was bustling with humble merchants calling out from their stalls and chattering to passer-by's, travellers and pilgrims who had just arrived after a long voyage at sea. “Spices of the east, come get yours now!” “All your essential crops, harvested this morning!” “Nothing beats our freshest fish!”
I gasped in awe as I walked my horse past impressive ships and multistorey sailboats with sky-scraping masts towering over stalls that had been secured to the port with makeshift tarps and ropes. I expected that my father’s ship would be at the far side of the pier, where he had bought a dock in advance. Large woven blankets and clothing were hung up on lines and on top of wooden poles to dry in the sun.
The light was beaming in rays through the many holes in the colourful tarps, creating a kaleidoscope of colours. Hanging crystals and jewels from a nearby booth created a harmony as they clinked against each other in the breeze. The lady from the booth, a secretive-looking old woman gave me a sharp grin, showing old, brown, worn-down teeth. I could have sworn her eyes glowed green for a second...
She sized me up. An uncomfortable shiver ran through my body. “Come, child.” Her rasping voice called to me. It sounded like a whisper, but it echoed terribly all around, piercing my head with a stinging sensation. “Come.” The crystals beamed in the flaming light, blinding me completely. The clinking jewels were ringing in my ears. I could no longer hear the crowd around me. My eyes were fixated on the strange old saleswoman. I had lost control over my body, and I was about to... What?
I was grasped back into reality. The woman? She was gone. A pile of rice sacks replaced the spot where her stall had been just seconds ago. I looked around for anything suspicious, but everything was the same. Nobody noticed anything. Was this all a hallucination?
My horse. My horse was gone. Frantically I looked around for my mare, but she was nowhere to be seen, not a trace left behind. Without my horse I had nothing. All my belongings; food, weapons, and most importantly, the medicine I was trusted with, was stored in the saddlebags attached to the saddle.
Yooo great story it was actually getting interesting especially when that creepy old woman came about the story with the sudden green glowing eyes. Wither way tho great story I enjoyed it👍😎👍
Aahhh add a part two I can’t live without knowing what happened
Continued:
Where had my horse gone? No, I couldn’t lose my horse. Had someone stolen it? The old women, perhaps? I quickly run to a nearby stall filling with shining golden jewelry. “Excuse me sir, have you perhaps seen my horse? She’s a buckskin mare with a white line down her nose!” I frantically shout. “Go on, little boy, I do think I saw a horse like that somewhere. That would be 5 gold, thank you very much.” The merchant smirked. I quickly hold out my hand and press 5 golden ingots into his hand. “From where did you receive so much money? Little boy, I was joking. Buts it seems a horse like you describe had just passed now down the street left!” He smirks as he points left.
You have written excellent !! Just like my imagination while listening this enchanting music. It was great pleasure to read this story. 😊😄
"This is me, a young man sitting on top of the tower. With a pen from feather in my right hand and a sheet of paper in my left. Observing how the world runs and changes over time."
~ Myself in a fantasy world
Something Oberon would say honestly
And obviously it would also be a lie
@@Gabe-sp8ml Hell nah, I did nothing wrong, I just freed those fairies from life, literally... '-'
Seriously this video, the music, the comments, it was a huge fantasy it took me to a whole new world it’s so sad for it to be deleted.
@@yeahbutwhy8788 no one knows- It still remains a mystery to this very day
See you in a fantastic world my friends, I'm waiting for you to start a journey. We will find out where our steps will take us.
jalan jalan ke kota pemandangan guild, pasar, toko pedang dan zirah ,penempa , mengambil quest level E mencari tumbuhan herbal reward 10 koin perak ... ahh indahnya klo rame lanjut reply
Nyetel musik reflek nyari guild😂
INFOKAN GUILD PETUALANG TERDEKAT
I'm doing this while studying oceanography.
Now I feel like a trident researching foreign oceans
I just LOVE reading high fantasy novels. I found the perfect soundtrack to read my favorite books. Thanks.
I have some extra time so I'm going to do this.
Tam took a stroll down the market place with his father. The market was always one of his favourite places to go. The atmosphere, the music, it was all perfect for him. While the farm was nice and peaceful, this was his home.
He looked around. This place always had something different. Some stalls had moved, some sellers were new and others up and left. After all, Mali was a huge trading hub, and has something that attracted sellers, merchants and all sort of strange characters here: gold.
While it was true he came form a farming family, he and his dad were going out ot purchase equipment for their farm, bone meal to improve the soil and all sorts of things. Tam held his ear out for all of the gossip and merchants shouting their wares.
"Plums, fine as can be!"
"Crystals from Obsidian Mountain!"
"Pots, pans and all you'll ever need!"
Tam looked around and saw laundry hanging high above him. Merchants offered their wares to passerbys, Tam could never understand how people could do that. He saw one man barter for a pickaxe, he saw birds chirping cheerful songs, and saw children run through the crowd. Probably Ms. Allyzon's children. She could never keep them under control.
"Come on son," his father shook his shoulder away from his daze. "This is how you bargain,"
"I already know father, you've shown me many times,"
"It wouldn't hurt to see it some more,"
His father approached the merchant and bargained for some bonemeal bargaining for some of the produce he brought. The merchant observed the crops and found them good quality, but asked a bit more. They haggled back and forth, but his father came out on top.
"You got me again Thomas. Though my family will enjoy the apples,"
"Nice doing business with you,"
Then his father handed his son the bonemeal sack. Tam, being used to this, carried the weight without much issue.
"Take the sack back to the cart for me will you?"
"Of course I will father,"
His son ran off, weaving hsi way through stalls, people and customers, and one very grumpy cabbage seller.
"Hey! Those are my cabbages!"
"Sorry sir!"
He made his way back to the cart, and put away the sack of bonemeal before starting to head back. But just as he heard a sound like an elephant sounding off, a horn of war, and the Church bells began to scream in warning. He saw long black smoke tails trailing through the sky like flags of war. Something was coming.
Sorry if that was long. If there are editting suggestions I'll happily hear them out. Hopefully someone continues this in the replies.
Tam, seeing what was happening, rushed back into the market, searching for his father. He went to all the places he and his father went, but Tam could not find him.
The black smoke draws nearer, and Tam could still not find his father. The townsfolk started to panic and the whole market became a wild frenzy, but Tam did not stop looking for him.
As he searched and searched, he bumped into the tool merchant, the one who sold the bone meal and some tools to Tam and his father.
"Have you seen my father?"
"Not since he sent you to keep the bone meal I'm afraid." said the merchant,
"But you best stop now me boy, raiders are on their way"
he said as he ran away. But Tam didn't stop looking.
I hope you liked this second part. Best of luck to anyone who wants to continue :D
Rosemary strides around her mobile booth, almost in an elegant dance calling out “Fresh flowers for you and yours!”
Her horns’ jewelry rattled, gleaming gemstones and dried flowers swaying as she spun. A passerby approaches, a tall dark figure stood above her causing her to halt.
“I see you’re very bright and cheery today, miss.” The figure had spoke.
“.. Yes, of course. Have you not heard Broiigen opened a new tavern? It’s grand opening is tonight” Her fingers twirled in her powder pink hair as her goat-like tail swished, her mind lost in the thought of what fresh brews there were to try.
“Oh? Well perhaps I’ll see you there then”. Her ears had went into attention, her gaze meeting the figures’.
His features were sharp, long back hair that had went into braids, gold jewelry encasing them. His eyes were an emerald green and his face baring scars of battles that happened once ago. Her eyes glance, noticing his ears
“An elf..” she murmured quietly. She thought ‘only royalty were elves…’
“Yes.. not quite a response I was hoping for” he’d chuckle, “how about sundown, then?”
this is so good,i imagined king's, queen's, Knight's, Castle, sorcerer etc...
I play this as background music for multiple board games hehe
I guess that I was medival night or solider in one or more of my past incarnations 💔. I feel like i lived this world before.
perfecto para llegar en segundos a lugares inimaginables, solo con cerrar los ojos y volar....
Oh, cómo deleita mi alma el encanto de las melodías ancestrales que surcan los aires mágicos de la red, como si fueran susurros de los tiempos olvidados.
MAGIC!!!! Cats, crystals and capes and staffssssss!!! ADORE
I can't write stories for the life of me, but I can dream them. This is perfect music to dream to.
I wish we could hear this music in real life randomly while going to schools/college/work and then after following the music we could find a portal to our home! Our real home! where we once were witches, warriors,dragon tamers,knights, mermaids, kings and queens 😭💖💖
The breeze that came across the ocean, had a hint of salt, and crisp scent of the early time of the day.
Soft and medium noises that only an early morning can have, soft sunlight that's peeking through the horizon, soft wind blew making the fabrics rustle from their clothes, drapes, and wind chimes.
In market near the port, where everyone gather, with finest fabrics, pieces of jewelry to the freshest meat, fruits and vegetables, different kinds of spices that only in this place would gather, this is the Port Naya Market. The most lively place where rich and poor gather alike.
//this is what I see while listening to the song, my person would just stroll on this fine morning, what about you?
Tried to list them when he said he was being taken out...at the summertime feast, Adrian von Zeigler
Knights of Camelot, Ean Grimm
And by Derek and Brandon fiechter...
The innkeeper
World minstrels
Wild boars Inn
The old cobblers inn
Two moons inn
The old bridge
Uther pentagon
Timber town
The royal land
Troubadour
Village of emmerdale
Warriors heart inn
And the last was weavers town
All I have is a printed list, I forgot to copy his new link, sorry 🙁 maybe someone else has...
I wrote this on the orginal video. There are two videos of this and i put it on both, please copy it to your computer if you wish to save it. I may write more in my free time but your welcome to continue this, please take note of characters and places . If you see a story on here you like in the comments SAVE IT.
“Spice apples, fresh Spice apples here!”
“Fresh fish from the sea of Bleakrest!”
“If you guess how many stones are in this jar I’ll give you five hundred golden dragon coins!”
Roe had never seen a market like this before. The market in Roguvin only had maybe twelve vendors at most but here in the market of Sanshield there were hundreds. It’d been a treacherous two weeks to arrive in Sanshield. But she had to meet Felix whomever he was because if she didn’t than Keia had died for nothing in Roguvin.
She approached a vendor beginning to close up shop. His sun beaten face told all that she needed to know, the man was exhausted and with it being midafternoon a few vendors were just beginning to pack up their shops.
“Excuse me sir. Do you know where I may find Felix? I was told he has amazing wares.” The man stopped putting items in one of his many boxes.
“Felix you say? Oh yes I know Felix, good fellow even for a Nudai. He helped me last week with the tax man. Everyone knows Felix he’s our lordship of the market. His is the one with the water crystals.” He said pointing to a large feline a few stalls down who was at the moment engaged in conversation with a customer.
“Thank you kind sir.” Roe said smiling and walked towards Felix. As she approached she heard some of the conversation “Now listen Felix this is the last time you understand? No more!” The man then walked off after yelling at Felix. Felix for his part sighed and shook his head in disappointment. “Bloody fool.” Felix said to himself.
Suddenly Roe appeared before him and he smiled and said proudly “Welcome traveler! Welcome to my shop come and see my wares!”
As much as Roe wanted to buy something she only had twenty three golden dragons and it wasn’t enough to buy even one item from Felix. He had all kinds of items in his shop, large crystals and precious stones as well as uncut stones. He also hung many lamps in his stall, she couldn’t make out what was in the back.
“Hi Felix my name is Roe. I’m from Roguvin. Keia said to go to you if anything happened.” Felix suddenly stopped smiling and his eyes went even bigger than before if it was possible for a Nudai. He looked at Roe who was carrying Keia’s staff that he’d given to her. Felix quickly looked around and saw two soldiers from the capital Kilgarde conversating amongst themselves with their brown and blonde hair making them easy to spot especially in their new shiny armor. “Quick Roe inside!” he said and grabbed her hard and closed the curtain. Felix placed a paw over his head as he began to talk.
“Gods Roe….are you sure Keia’s dead? I mean how do you know?” He said and started breathing fast. Roe upset sat down on the ground and began to cry a little “They killed her. Some trader from Kilgrade killed her after buying some map from her. She never even got to say a word as the knife went across her throat.” She started to sob.
Felix knelt down and stroked her black hair. “There there it’s ok you still have the staff I gave her. Were you her apprentice?” Roe looked at him and slowly nodded. He knew the Mages of Kilgrade were ruthless but to do this was almost unheard of especially betrayal. "How long has she trained you and how old are you?" Felix asked
"I've only been with her for a year, she was wanting to help me become a mage because it's all I've ever wanted to be since my home burned down in town. I was on the streets for a month before she found me in an alley. I was so hungry that she gave me the bread she had on her. I had no one else but her. Father passed in a brawl with bandits trying to take some money from a nobleman. He was just a mason. And mother sold jewles at the market to help, she died in the house fire. Jax my younger brother died two years ago from the pox. She was all I had. I wanted to be a mage to help people in the town was all. I never wanted to go on an adventure..........but I do like it." She said and smiled.
“What was the map for did this man say?” Felix said.
Roe stopped crying “It was a map on how to find Flamewind. But it’s not a real place. It’s all just a legend! She was killed for some legendary map.” Felix then shook his head and placed his paw on Roe’s shoulder “Flamewind is a real city. It may have existed in the Flame Empire two thousand years ago but it is most likely ruins. No one knows where it really is ever since the great fire.” He said referring to the great volcano Kaaui erupting near where the city was supposed to of existed.
“If this traveler is going to Flamewind there’s only one reason to go there Roe… they want to release Bloodworth. Bloodworth was the largest dragon and when the people of Flamewind captured it they placed it in a large underground vault. It only lives if it is still alive because of the magic under Flamewind no one knows the magic that kept Bloodworth alive for seven hundred years. Bloodworth cannot escape Flamewind it will be the end of all Roe.”
“But…..what am I supposed to do Felix I’m just an apprentance I’m not a mage yet all I know how to do is to heal people.” Roe looked at him as she said this. “If we want to stop these bandits from reaching Flamewind we need to form our own group of bandits.” Felix smiled and chuckled “And did you remember the man who was arguing with me earlier?”
Roe’s eyes lit up “Yes…..he seemed upset.”
Felix bellowed a laugh “My dear he was upset at me because I gave his men too much wine! He ordered Flavoria Wine which is the most exotic wine here. He went to the guard barracks this morning to find his men drunk. One of them even swung at him. And he blames me for it. Idiot that he is I’m sure we can convience him to help us. You see I know about his secret dealings with the Northern bandits in the mountains and he wouldn’t want the Earl to find out about that now would he?” he said referring to Earl Avanoth for the provience of Dryvein where Sanshield resided.
Roe smiled at him. “Oh Felix!” she said as she hugged him. “Now Roe don’t thank me yet. Once that’s done, I’ll pressure him to have some of his bandit friends join us otherwise it’s the dungeon for him. Felix knows all.”
Felix opened the tent and the sun shone bright into where they were. Roe was right behind him. “I’ll make sure Keia has her vengeance in this life through me.” Roe said.
As the duo walked out of the market the two soldiers followed them keeping their distance. Attacking now would not be fruitful and besides once the greedy and craven Nudai and girl had left the city they’d have no where to go. Master Cyril of the Ovar Cult wouldn't want it. The dragon and savior of the world had to be freed and cleanse the world. If the dragon didn't exist then that wouldn't ruin the plan for the magic underneath would help the Ovar Cult regardless. They continued to follow Roe and Felix quietly.
*CONTINUE THE STORY! AT LEAST TWO PAGES WORTH*
you have to follow what the last person wrote and please note the names of places, people etc. What happens? Only comment with a continuation please.
Me encanta escucharlo cuando voy a leer.✨✨✨✨
After hearing this i somehow feel very happy but st the same time sad and nostalgic. I just wanted to live in a world full of magic and adventure and meet with people who will eventually become comrade, friends and drinking buddy.
I wanted ro see the world full of mystery and adventure waiting to unfold, where curious and brave risk their lives.
At the end of the day we sat in some Tavern drinking and sharing our own stories.
Sometime i just feel I'm just living a lie and somewhere else, away from home, the home i have already forgotten but sometimes i just get glimpse of that old lovely home.
I'm currently working on a medieval piece of music for my music class and came here for some inspiration but found myself reading the comments and stories with the relaxing music, so peaceful
Dude that sound awesome! If you finished it and have it posted anywhere on the internet I would love to hear it!!
@@narwhakun sure, I’ll post it on my channel sometime
It feels weird that the moment I started to hear the music it felt so nostalgic.
listening to this masterpiece before sleeping so i can get some fantasy in my dream
Những video của bạn là nguồn cảm hứng và động lực rất lớn cho tôi trong việc phát triển kênh TH-cam của mình.
Hatte direkt gedanklich ne Flöte in meiner Hand und war aufm Dorfplatz, als der beat los ging 🎉🎉🎉❤
What am I here for? Well, a bit of everything really! I come from quite far away and we don't have any of the fantastical things that I've heard you can find in these markets.
An adventurer? I guess you could call me that though I'm still getting used to this sword if I'm honest. I just wish I had saved a little more money on my trip so I could buy one of these crystals, I can't believe some of them just float there!
A quest you say? Well, I guess I could give you a hand, how much did you say the reward was?
Travelers are indeed the most mysterious creatures in the world. They hold secrets of kings and queens, and promises to the poor. No one ever knows when one will visit their city and what they will bring with it.
Freji, was a young man, who spent his childhood in the village of Gava which belonged to the famous Silver Way. Many famous merchants stoped at the village trading with each other, most of them stopped for a few days at one of the villagers houses before continuing their journey. Freji got used to seeing all jewelries and unbelievable works from every corner of the huge world, yet he was a mere villager who never got or will get a chance to buy any of them. His fate never would allow him to touch those precious things, but see them. Another day, during a golden autumn, he strolled along the market trying to find that young lady who came a day before. She seemed to be one of the merchant's daughter who spend all her live on a wheels. She was a fragile thing, but what a voice she had. Freji spent all night listening to her singing in the tavern in front of all those folks. One could suppose she was indeed a fairy, or a long-forgotten princess. Never before have Freji seen such a lady, he hoped he could see her again before she would leave his village forever...
So this is where they derive FAIRY TAIL OST!!! So cool and refreshing to the ears.
I haven’t written in awhile so i’m sorry if it’s bad:(
Tiana’s pov: it was a normal day in black stone, the streets bustling with merchants and shoppers. The river is flowing with water flowers blooming. Everything was peaceful here all the time, except for the winter. The amount of monster attacks we get is almost laughable.
Now you’re probably wondering why we get attacked every winter. Well it’s not because we have a powerful leader or that we cause wars. It’s because at the top of our mountain there’s a gateway to other dimensions and rumors say that the mountain will grant you anything you want.
I think that if this mountain made of black stone could grant me anything I want, maybe I could bring her back. I highly doubt that though. Looking at the mountain now it was tiny. “Boo!” I jumped at the voice from behind me.
“Mark, you really need to stop doing that!” I yelled at them. “I don’t think so” they smiled evilly at me. “Hello you two” a rough but sweet voice came from behind us. “Miss evalend” mark and i said in union kneeling on one knee.
“You don’t have to be so formal you too” his smile was like the sun. It brightened up every dark room. “I have a very important favor to ask of you two” his voice didn’t hold any humor when he said that.
“What is it?” I asked. Miss Everland smiled. “ I need you two to go to the top of the mountain and bring back a bucket of water from the pond.” “Although do not go through the gateway or get into the pond, it's very dangerous.” He was asking two 15 year olds for a favor though it makes sense miss everland was getting older and sicker every day.
Mark and I exchanged looks then we both stood up. “ We accept” I said. “ Then you better hurry, oh and bring me the water by next Thursday.” I shouldn’t have accepted that favor. I should've ran away with Mark and never looked back. Then we wouldn’t have to deal with what was up ahead.
Amazing!! ;)
Ooh
i love broken maid hole!
Pretty sure I listened to the ENTIRE thing like 50 times. It could be studying, relaxing, or just doing mindless tasks, medieval music gives you a 100% happiness bonus. Thanks for the music
My half-elf companion can hardly retain her enthusiasm as we make our way through and past the stalls. She especially likes small trinkets, clothing, and fragrances while we sell our collected materials of herbs, textiles, meat, bones, scrap metal, miscellaneous items, ceramics, tools, and alchemical ingredients.
The second track is absolutely peaceful. It is bound to put people to sleep and is perfect for dreaming about peaceful moments in vast fields and remote mountains while sipping hot beverages in such areas on cool weather during rain showers by candlelight.
Hey you ! Traveler from another world ! Are you okay ? Do you want to take a break here ? I think the wizard who's living at the other side of the street can give you a magical potion. To became happy and make the time stop. Take care of yourself, elf/warrior/wizard or angel.
'Edit : I'm sorry if there are faults, I'm french ^^'
Y'know? I'm so much liking fantasy atmosphere, thanks for this channel i can sense the feeling
I imagine being a elven bard telling many tales of hero's I've encountered, some sad ones and some good ones and I would tell them worldwide to spread the the word of the legendary hero's
Once upon a time in a black and white world, a sorcerer of yesteryear named Bard raised a powerful life spell with which he created dragons: masterful beings of great size and power. Each dragon was given an element which they had to honor and grant to their heirs:
Amaris, the Blue Dragon was given the element of water, the sand was turned into water that squeaked with joy.
Daren, the friendly dragon, his great song was the key to life for thousands of living beings, hares, wolves, bears, multicolored birds among others.
Mahina, known as the dragon of a thousand stones, created mountains so high that they almost touch the sun, Bardo, seeing that they were burning, froze them with the water of Amaris
Badir (called the dragon of darkness) was very uncontrolled, he roared so much that hurricane breezes rose: his greenish-white color was decorated by a cold gray that turns to lead whenever he gets angry.
Arlen, a dragon made of rock, took from the water already created and sprayed it on his body that went from being rough and rocky silhouettes to a forest hidden between the scales of a dragon. The desert turned green and this happened flowers of all shades grew.
Aldahir, a shy being, hid inside one of the mountains of Mahina, from this the smoke flew over and inside magma rose: creating volcanoes, fire and coal.
Bard, satisfied, lay down on a stone and took the last step: the human species....
The little girl watched the merchant, observing all of his actions. She was waiting for the right time.
The merchant, who she called Mr. Cat, was know to busy dealing with a client to keep a look at his magic stone. The girl took a deep breath, and as fast as she could, grabbed three of them and stuff them in her old bag.
She smiled brightly and as if nothing happened, walked calmly in the crowd. The poor merchant didn't knew where his magic stone disappeared and was furious. He knew it must have been this weird looking girl! He signed and went back to work mad.
Arwen (the little girl) was hugging her bag tightly. With these stones, she will sure get a right amount of money, enough to buy herself new books. She laughed and, impatient to get the money, ran to the dark alley where a capped man waited for her.
"I can't believe you actually had the guts to do it, little girl." The man said with a dark smile.
"Of course! Now, give me the money. You lost your bet."
The man sighed and gave her five silver coins.
"Should have kept my mouth shut."
"Your fault for being stupid enough to challenge me."
The child looked at the silver coins, very proud. Well, she knew she shouldn't be proud to have become a thief. But she did what she could to survive.
"brat."
Said the man as the little girl took her leave.
(sorry if it's bad, it's my first time^^)
no its very eye catching, i found it the most interesting and my stories are not that great compared to this :)
it's time for adventure in my imagination
Started drinking wine around 9 am. This feels appropriate to listen to.
Sad we were born in the wrong world. With the first song I imagine myself as like an elf with silver hair purple blue like eyes with sparkly skin and wearing a flowie moon like dress and dancing in the night in the middle of the forest with the fireflies surrounding me and me jumping and spinning on the muddy soil and singing with the fairies. Oh to wish for this dream to come true TT-TT
Your description of the elf reminded me of emilia from re:zero
U know guys, I had this great idea, maybe some one will rent a small village or a closed series of hotels and turn it into a huge festival from medical fantasy were only people in costumes are allowed. You can imagine the events!
i could try turning that in to story if you like?
sure@@go2thedark
@@ztry8760 okay!!
@@ztry8760 it might take a while though :)
We got that infrance
I feel like I was born in the wrong world. God, I really want to be in a fantasy world, So far only the full dive VR technology from SAO that allows us to enter the fantasy world, I hope I'm still alive when the technology is successfully developed
I want to live in the world with kings queens dragons wizards magical powers and want to complete magical quests 💫❤
I will ride my dragon through the middle of the mountains and around the world 🌍 and help people in need and will complete quests ❤
All of you are so special and you don’t even realize it. You’ve let society tell you what to think what to believe but in your heart you know the truth. You know what could be if you only followed your heart and let your mind rest. ❤️💯🤙
Lol
Love from India 🌠❤️ I'm a huge fantasy rpg mmorpg lover ❤
Très chouette musique, très relaxant 👍
Takes me 600 years back during the rule of Charles IV of Holy Roman Empire, what a time to be alive
This is my favorite, and I only use this youtube for background and studying music for work
This music give me amazing fantasy face scenarios ..
It was so pretty amazing and I wish I would be there but I'm just a girl thinking about a fantasy things
Writing a short story set in a fantasy world while listening to this, and it’s setting a great mood. Thanks for posting!
Hey, what was the stoey about, do you want to share?
@@godisbilsmastaren1440right I want to know also
Listening to this while I'm walking to King Marat IV Castle to tell him about my precious findings in the outskirts of Falador.....
I felt like i was being a knight and love with daughter of bread maker, i can imagine how feel live in medieval age
For some reason im just really attracted to this kinds of music. its soothing and nice to the ears
I love this mix! It's so consistently good and i really like some of the mood swings.
Some songs are really uplifting and happy and i always feel like i enter a new town for the first time.
Others are really melancholic, like wandering through a deserted cave
I love fantasy world! And this music are my gateway to that world where i can lay down in the forest with a beautiful elf.
아너무조타❤
I feel as if I should be dancing around a fire, in a beatiful red dress, flowers and ribbons weaving through my hair, beatiful earrings dangling from my elf ears, red wine inbeetween my fingers. All so peaceful, I wish everyone reading this to sleep well.
Yeeees!!! It's the same for me ❤
am i the only one that get reminded of tinkerbell listening to this 3:00
この猫をずっと探していました！
この世界に行きたいです。
私も漫画の主人公たちのような異世界に行ってみたいと思いました。
The last song is quite medieval XD. Thanks for the amazing music.
“Why buy tomorrow when you can buy today?”
“Wouldn’t mind a look at your stock.”
I’m using this to read books to my kids (Their just teddies but who cares) and this helps so much!
😂
Ahaha-
So you also don't have friends?
Me neither:')
I wonder if a world the same as this exists , A world where magic exists, Being an Adventurer is a career and just to be able to craft things out of thin air.
Oh how lucky my other self must be...
I enjoy fantasy world. Medieval music are amazing.
damn i miss the old video and the comments on it
Ikr, it was like heaven for a medieval fantasy fan like me
Con esta música me siento en casa, voy hacia el lugar de mis sueños 😄
this picture is so beautiful
i wish we could go back in time
It seems technology has brought alot of good. But also has made the wonder of adventure and the amazement of items from far away dissappear.
Thank you so much! this sort of compilation is perfect for plan my D&D sessions (I'm a DM), or just write my fantasy stories ^^