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A forgotten warrior who achieved immortality. But at what cost? All his comrades and loved ones died centuries ago. Forced to the cold bitter road for all eternity
It's not just that everyone he loved or even knew are long dead, but so is everything else. The battles he was willing to die in, the causes he cared so much about and became immortal for.... all gone. The nations he fought for and against..... gone. The whole world he grew up in and its dynamic... only remembered now by him. What are you when there is nobody to care for, nothing to feel for, nothing to die for.... nothing to exist for?? As the image above shows... a suit of armor but no face. A shell with nothing left inside. A spirit so empty they don't even have the motivation to get out of the rain, because all they see is eternity stretching before them. A million more lifetimes of even less meaning than what they've had so far. An immortality... of nothing.
A warrior of Gondor, separated from his group during a battle with Orcs on the banks of the river Anduin. He pauses for a time to regain his strength. No fire is needed, for no warmth would lift his lost and hopeless heart. Forever trying to leave, forever lost in the dark evil forest of Mirkwood.
I once played a dnd game where we played ourselves having awakened in an unknown world. I was taken in by the nearby village smithy, while other player was taken in by the local Wizard. We lived there for years, learning each his art and earning our keep. This reminds me of that fateful night the village was destroyed by the shadow fey. Our new home gone, we fled. With an arrow in my side, and my wizard friend unconscious, all I had left was to pray.
A lone warrior, taking refuge in the rain, the night is dark but the rain is warm. He sits and ponders at what is next to come in an undiscovered land, everyday could be his last, but that means everyday is never boring, the boring days are the peaceful ones. he dreams of a life where he can have a wife and children and a home to call his own, but until then he is traveling and meeting strangers and aquiring new stories for days to come, he is a lost soul like everyone else, just one who keeps pushing everyday, for we dont all know what the next day brings.
I did write something 😄 i feel a little silly but i liked it: The Knight wanders at midnight, Among the woods lost and alone, Resting down by a tree, He thinks of his long lost home. On a journey of redemption, To return to his liege, To prove he is the Knight, The King made him out be. The mighty King Richard, Chose him for himself, To lead his very armies, To victory and wealth! So on the Knight will travel, Until the dawn breaks, To make himself known again And to help make England great!! 😅 good try maybe?
Along the winding willow road, Wiles the wandering stranger. Along the winding willow road, He braves the midnight dangers. But by his wiling, wandering ways, He cannot seem to find. Along the winding willow road, The life he left behind. -An ode to the midnight stranger (so I can procrastinate going to bed)
He regains consciousness slumped against the protruding root of an ancient oak. Gazing down at his hands he sees blood running from his gauntlets, diluted by the ceaseless rain it falls to the sodden earth. There seems to be a void in his mind, a gaping red wound that swallows all memory when the red veil descends. What kind of beast does he become? What atrocities have his two hands wrought? In fear of an answer he moves ever forward, terrified of drifting once more beneath the crimson tide.
He’s traveling with a group of close friends just off screen who are undercover and resting peacefully by a low fire, but since they’ve all fallen asleep he’s keeping watch and thinking about his past that they don’t know about and the darkness that is chasing them and is contemplating leaving before they get hurt.
He sat alone on the forest path. He wasn't supposed to be alone. His party lay dead not even a hundred feet from where he now rested. If he had been stronger, maybe, they would still be alive. He's heard rumours that a wizard far from these lands can bring the dead back. Is that true? He had to find out. The journey would be perilous, such miraculous deeds do not come to those with broken and weakened wills. He will be stronger. He must be stronger. For his friends. But for now he rests. Thinking of home and hearth and good company well kept.
This is someone that lost all, he is part of the moon, part of the night, and they are part with him. If only we could see what he have seen, feel what he have felt. When the rain is the only thing good that can touch you, the only hug you can have. He is me, he is you
Won't get much sleep in this downpour, interrupted by the occasional crack of thunder, but we're far away from any roadside inn. The shade of the trees will have to do.
I've been playing a D&D-like campaign as this warrior archetype I'll be unable to join the others for 2 weeks for reasons And this is what i imagine my character will be doing for 2 straight weeks. Just chilling there in the woods, sitting and vibing to the music playing in his head.
The warrior takes a moment to rest. He has not stopped thriugh night or day for four days. During the last few rays of late evening, he came upon the forest of Chalons and took time to rest. With the onset of evening came the rain. The following morning, he was gone, travelling ever onwards towards the Twin Sisters mountains.
A Dhampir awakens to rain falling on his shallow grave. Barely remembering the struggle from last night that left him felled and not a clue as to who buried him in the woods before the sun rose... All he had was questions and pain and a burning desire to know which of the great vampiric houses remain after the crusade arrived on his own clans doorstep in the night. The human in him wanted more rest... But the vampire wanted vengeful justice.. And blood
I sure wish RUclips respected certain videos that intend to bring peace and mindfulness. I was drifting off to a magical place, then BAM!!! WAKE UP MOTHAFUKAA ADS ADS ADS BUY SELL TRADE CONSUME OBEY!! Love your video, but sure dislike how big companies insist that they gotta have their stank imbedded into people's art
This is RUclips. You upload under their conditions. Ads are the price you gotta pay. People can host their own websites and display all the art they want with no ads - No one would likely ever hear of it then, though.
Bro! Okay no, so there was another video I was listening to, to go to sleep and it was an 8 hour ambient video and there was no ads for the first few hours and i legit passed out asleep and suddenly BAM! This fucking loud ass ad wakes me up about some fukin stupid reesee's commercial and it woke my wife up too! i was legit so pissed i locked my phone and through that shit across the room! I understand RUclipss conditions and ads, but damn dude thats like never happend to me, usually most ambience vidz i watch that are 8 hours never pop up ads.
RUclips has to make money somehow! It doesn't run itself. Go tell all the staff to work for free because "corporate greed" If you don't like ads, get premium.
I see a puckish rouge lost in his sadness, embracing the rain cause it is the only one to do so without being taken from him He is halfway on his quest for justice in the name of all who he has loved and felled he is too strong to die yet too foolish to truly live and so he wanders straight but aimless.
Question everyone: who do you think that figure is? What's their story? What are they doing sitting there in the rain? Great music and beautiful imagery btw, definitely coming back for more.
I came up with a story: this figure is a famous warrior that's known for saving their kingdom many times, the warrior was loved by everyone and treated like a hero, this warrior is the only strong one in their peaceful kingdom, but someday a powerful army attacked the kingdom, almost everyone in the kingdom picked up some weapons to defined their homeland, some of them were having swords and bows, but the most were having only sticks and rocks, a lot of people were dying from both sides, the warrior tried to tell them to go back and leave it to him/her, but it was to late, after the battle ended everyone was dead, the kingdom was destroyed, the only survivor was the warrior, full of anger and sadness they walked in the Rainy forest, lost and doesn't know what to do anymore, they sit at the forest, resting and thinking what are they going to do with their life after losing everything and everyone they ever knew... (english is not my first language so you might find some mistakes lol)
@@R_Y_O_7 This is amazing! No worries about english being your first language. English is my first language and even I don't speak it very well sometimes. XD This warrior definitely does seem to be in despair of some sort for sure. Maybe a bit like Guts from Berserk.
Puts on to fall asleep Wakes up right after falling asleep with heart palpitations because a really loud ad for freaking Reese’s puffs or something starts blasting
As far as i know this character is a featureless adventurer. One of a myriad en route through the rainforest in search of a lost city or forgotten temple. Fact is none of them ever find such things. Decay is a natural feature of this world and the humidity accelerates the pace. These things sought in legend may have been real once but have crumbled away under the corrosive grip of jungle vines and the perpetual erosion brought on by the torrential rains. Still the search continues for glittering gold beneath the verdant canopy and which ironically does bring treasure back to the wilderness to be claimed but it is often hidden within the gullet of forgotten beasts where no eye can espy while the creatures still draw breath. Perhaps this adventurer will turn back and search elsewhere for fame and fortune but only time will tell once the storm settles.
A Lone Ranger Alone and exhausted from endless battle His heart is heavy with regret and pain, His armor feels heavy, but the burden within his soul is heavier. The rain cools him down, and washes off his sins.
A captain leading a squad of new recruits only to stumble upon a threat too great for them to face. They fought bravely to the end but were to inexperienced. One by one they all fell until only he remained. The battle was won but the cost was too high
Moments of silence, disturbed only through nature it self, judgement upon scenarios, powerless to mans actions. Rain, A necessary need to life, life, that creates more life, to use and be used, recycling, a world upon set on the center stage, beauty, hidden in plain site, sit still, listen, no words, don't miss what is portrayed Infront of you, every day, blink, It maybe over sooner than you think. ( Scenario of this unnamed soul perfecting there life, taking a step back and taking in the sites, the feels, the smells, colour texture, so much detail ) Allahu Akbar.
Asmodil just relaxing for a instant, he lost his friends, brothers in arms he don't know what happen to them, nor he knows what's gonna face when the sunrise, for now he just sad and lonely reflecting about all he have done, must be cold outhere even with his strong armor, the forest protect him
You look at this warrior sitting there alone in the rain. Stoic. Unmoving. Your party want to ask him for help, but everyone feels intimidated. Then you work up the courage, walk to the warrior... and it turns out to be an empty suit of armor someone left there as a joke.
Lower framerate on the rain and the slightly pixelated, low res art style give the video a mid-late 90s CRPG look. Still looks great, though. Makes me want to play Wizardry VIII.
He lives to carry on their legacy he sits in the rain to remember the good time with his fallen party members all the battles they won all the fun times all the failures but yet he keeps going
A few moments of respite for a weary wanderer. Everything is damp and wet, his boots have long since started making squelching noises. He know he have to dry that up sooner rather than later, but with this rain his tinderbox won't light anything. Luckily the oil treated cloak somewhat keeps most of his body dry, he still got a 3 hour trek left to meet up at the randezvous point which is an outpost usually serving stale beer and yearlong soup. There he will dry out his socks and maybe even buy a bath. Their quest this time? Acuring a hidden scroll rumoured to contain the secrets to immortality.
Firstly He is wondering why it’s raining above him but a clear sky behind But then A moment of reflection about a previous life, the love lost and the pain that followed. The strength then to rise and become a weapon of righteousness,the never ending quest for justice
Riordan of grey pass That guy is none other than Riordan of grey pass. An incredibly accomplished warrior turned wanderer. When he served as a royal knight of grey pass, he fought alongside 16 other incredible warriors. All brave and heroic. Devoted to their duty. But in a great battle with their rivals from erdshire, him and his brothers of arms were defeated in the battle of the bloody pass. Him being the only survivor, witnessing his brothers of arms die for what they believed to be a noble cause,and he himself falling on the battlefield, remaining in a state of lose consciousness, he witnessed a terrible sight, his own leaders and royal house members that he so valiantly served sold him and his brothers out to the enemy, setting them up for an unwinnable battle, to more easily facilitate his peoples assimilation into erdshires kingdom. After witnessing these disgusting events before his very own eyes, lying beaten and near death on the battlefield, he crawled away from the disaster of a war, recovering slowly over the course of several months in secrecy, he bade his time, offering himself as a sell sword. He worked his back into his newly conquered home land. Seeing that there was no way to ever break grey pass from erdshires control, he simply avenged his brothers in arms by systematically eliminating each and every member responsible for the sellout of his nation and death of his brothers. Now in the aftermath of these events, he found his way out this old path in the forest where he and his brothers all once explored as youth. Setting in the rain, he fondly recalled all of his most precious memories, allowing the rain to wash away every bit of pain and sorrow he had experienced in losing those he most dearly loved. He later disappeared, with not a single trace left to follow. Never to return to grey pass ever again. In the far lands up north though, it’s said an incredible warrior leads a ragtag group of heroes, rescuing and serving those who can’t help themselves. And he’s a just man. Perhaps it’s Riordan of grey pass himself. Records from ancient times are rarely accurate
The mercenary’s back leaned against the tree and with a tired sigh, he slid down to the moss carpeted ground. The Elder Oak’s branches and accompanying canopy provided suitable shelter for the rain and the Mercenary wondered how far it would be to the nearest inn or tavern. Probably a few hours and he was just not ready for the rest of that journey. Not bothering to set up a fire or tent, he thought back to simpler times. A bard in the tavern strumming on the lute. A warm bowl of venison stew. The mercenary fell asleep to the quiet lute music of his memories and the pounding rain against the leaves.
When rain falls on dry soil it warms a yearning for respite written into the letters of our soul. Before we had clocks, we still knew time because our need for water is never ending. The moments between thirst mark the things we call alive. As you rest yourself you note the rainy night is safer than most, with both predator and prey keeping dry at home. Your sword kept the sharper all the more for those desperate who still wander among this slick reprieve. You will rest in the shade of a tree in broad daylight where it's safer. You take rest, for soon you must move on.
The figure is a wandering warrior who is trying to run from his past lives and is following his journey between cities. The night before this picture he is in a small village at a tavern/inn sheltering from the nightly downpours where he meets a seemingly annoying and naive young traveler that is eager to continue their journey to an ancient tree of legend to see for themselves if the stories are true of the arrows of countless battles waged underneath buried into the tree's trunk. Of course the warrior knows this to be true from his own experiences in a said battles, but keeps that from the young pilgrim so as to not provoke another "useless" conversation. The young one then looks to the warrior embarrassed as they have been rambling on and asks what he is doing there. "Rain" said the warrior, which sparked the now giddy traveler to exclaim his love for the rain, and that where they come from, the rain and moon is one of the most loving things nature does, the moon shows the way with cooling light and in their way, a type of community with ones self, and rain giving life water and cover from the sun's hot rays. They also go on to say that the night to them is like the day is to everyone else, and the only reason they don't travel at night is because of the lawless bandits, saying that's why they will leave bright and early the next morning when it is still a little dark out so they can have their glimpse of home. The warrior also leaves the following morning but the pilgrim had already left. As the day went on and the temperature rose, he could hear the faint sound all to familiar to him. Up ahead there was an ambush from brazen bandits that had just got through beating and slaughtering a caravan of merchants and travelers. The warrior was victorious in the fight against them as he was used to these types of skirmishes, but as he looked on to the dead, he saw off to the side the same parcel that the young traveler had strapped to his back. Realizing what must have happened, he searched around the area until he came upon the young one. As he reached down, the little pilgrim opened his eyes and smiled with relief. Amazed they were still alive, the warrior pulled them into his arms and saw just how wounded the kid had sustained. The traveler now in and out of consciousness started mumbling about how much they enjoyed their conversation the previous night and that they loved being able to finally travel wherever they wanted. With not much time left, the warrior finally told the little pilgrim of the Ancient tree and how he had been there and seen the scars on the huge trunk and that it was so high up, the roots so large that they too were marked from swords and spears. "So the stories lied" the dying traveler whispered, "they all said it was the greatest story ever, I bet yours is greater...". The warrior was taken aback by this while still holding the now passed little pilgrim, with so much happiness they had yet to discover, his heart sank, a feeling he had not felt in a long time. As the sun set, the warrior buried the young pilgrim beneath a tree of their own, and reluctantly continued on with his quest, accept this time, when the rain started to fall and the day became night, the warrior paused his journey and sat down to listen to the rain, to, really for the first time, try to enjoy the rain and the moonlight... for the young one.
A lot of that may be the fault of RUclips in google, they change their rules I believe November 2023 so that they can place ads anywhere they want even in videos that were never monetized by the content providers. It can't be helped much now, and possibly content providers have to pay an extra fee and still may wind up with some ads invading their videos? Plus of course some content providers need to earn money and this is free music for us unless we want to join subscribe do their patreon or whatever and pay them for what they do!
A man who’s dedicated his life to tracking down and destroying the evil that burned and tortured his home, family, and the life he once knew. Across hallowed mountains and steep valleys. Deep Forests and burning deserts. Endless plains and thick bogs. He hunted the evil to the edge of the world. Raging blood and seething anger erupt under storming skies. The deed is now done, all his hate uncurled . For he is now a man, alone in an empty world.
Tired, he needs to rest. Unfortunately, there is no nearby tavern or any sign of human interaction or activity and he is forced to catch his breath and sit under the leaves of a tree. He thinks to himself "Is this the cost of duty? Other people's happiness in exchange of my peace?". He remembers the loves that he left that are waiting for him.. however, he is unsure, not if he will make it out alive in the war, but if he can find his way out of the forest.
I'm mixing it with a story of mine that I've had in my mind for a while, the warrior we see is actually a half elf warrior, he's parents were killed when he was 9 Infront of himself by the a cruel assassin who was simply known as "The black death" , the orders were given by a cruel human king that was trying to kill all elf and human couples and exterminate half elfs , the warrior grew up planning to kill both the king and the assassin but eventua fell in love with a human women from the kingdom, the women told him not to seek revenge and helped him heal, they eventually had kids and we're living a happy life, but one day he decided to go to another kingdom cause the food in the kingdom was lacking and people were starving, so he and a couple of men decided to go look for food in the kingdom next to theirs, when he came back and got to his house he founds his wife and kids killed, he notices they there throat were cut with an oz, the same way he's parents were killed and because of his senses of an elf he can smell the assasin is the same that killed his parents, angry amd sad he goes to the forest, goes looking for a cave, a cave he hopes he'd never had to go look for, where he kept his armor and sword, sits in the rain and is waiting for the time when the soldier or the castle go to sleep to get in ( it's just an idea for a story so don't judge it too hard please 😂)
An elven knight from the kingdom of elves resting from defending and guarding the dark forests of mirkwood. and hes actually not alone some are just hiding in plain sight resting from a defeat fight against the orcs.
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Rly after 10 years?
I know its 8 months
@@pROOXv It's been hard to find time to produce or do anything regarding the channel. I do the best I can. Thanks for the patience
* Falls into a calm restful sleep to the tranquil music. Gets jolted awake a few minutes later by a loud ad with a dubstep backing track. *
😂
Switch to Brave
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A forgotten warrior who achieved immortality. But at what cost? All his comrades and loved ones died centuries ago. Forced to the cold bitter road for all eternity
That’d be a good plot for a book and/or movie and series. Let me know of any media like that, even anime.
@@jamonangapa9053 Highlander is basically this, though quite 80s and cheesy at times, but the score was done by Queen, so pros and cons lol
It's not just that everyone he loved or even knew are long dead, but so is everything else. The battles he was willing to die in, the causes he cared so much about and became immortal for.... all gone. The nations he fought for and against..... gone. The whole world he grew up in and its dynamic... only remembered now by him.
What are you when there is nobody to care for, nothing to feel for, nothing to die for.... nothing to exist for?? As the image above shows... a suit of armor but no face. A shell with nothing left inside. A spirit so empty they don't even have the motivation to get out of the rain, because all they see is eternity stretching before them. A million more lifetimes of even less meaning than what they've had so far.
An immortality... of nothing.
@@Aeroldoth3I read them all and this fits the forlorn figure the best.
And then the same thing would happen in heaven or hell. Eternity with no way out
A warrior of Gondor, separated from his group during a battle with Orcs on the banks of the river Anduin.
He pauses for a time to regain his strength.
No fire is needed, for no warmth would lift his lost and hopeless heart.
Forever trying to leave, forever lost in the dark evil forest of Mirkwood.
nice chat gpt nerd
Autistic as hell bro
Awesome description I love it
Lerje the Demon of the Goetia !
Might as well rub one out
I once played a dnd game where we played ourselves having awakened in an unknown world.
I was taken in by the nearby village smithy, while other player was taken in by the local Wizard.
We lived there for years, learning each his art and earning our keep. This reminds me of that fateful night the village was destroyed by the shadow fey. Our new home gone, we fled. With an arrow in my side, and my wizard friend unconscious, all I had left was to pray.
you're my kind of person
This sounds like a beautiful experience friend
On his forever quest to refine his armor to +9, Leolo realized it's all pay to win.
You my friend played perfeect world international lol
Change to single player
Made my day x'D
Metin 2 gamer right here
They just need a titanite slab !
Being motionless in the rain as the moon reflects the sun's beautiful face + 10,000 aura
That's the moon's own light
@@blissseeker4719💀
@@reecero it's obvious unless you believe lies you're conditioned with
@@blissseeker4719 💀
@@reecero if you care about learning and truth, measure the temperature of the light yourself; it's colder than the darkness around it.
Lovely music and artwork! :) :)
Thank you for the upload!!
Love this sounds perfect for reflection or imagination.
If only I could be a lonely sellsword wandering the wilds bro
Killing monsters and getting op and not having taxes and bullshit that always weighs you down
A lone warrior, taking refuge in the rain, the night is dark but the rain is warm. He sits and ponders at what is next to come in an undiscovered land, everyday could be his last, but that means everyday is never boring, the boring days are the peaceful ones. he dreams of a life where he can have a wife and children and a home to call his own, but until then he is traveling and meeting strangers and aquiring new stories for days to come, he is a lost soul like everyone else, just one who keeps pushing everyday, for we dont all know what the next day brings.
Middle-Earth, Westeros, Tamriel... You could be in all places at once listening to this
Yes, I can relate to that. Amazing scene my friend 🥲
youtube.com/@spaniardnavarroproductions for RPG stuff, cheers!
You good bro?
This picture reminds me of guts, especially from the lost children arc, where he is also sleeps under a tree while heavy rain is going
I did write something 😄 i feel a little silly but i liked it:
The Knight wanders at midnight,
Among the woods lost and alone,
Resting down by a tree,
He thinks of his long lost home.
On a journey of redemption,
To return to his liege,
To prove he is the Knight,
The King made him out be.
The mighty King Richard,
Chose him for himself,
To lead his very armies,
To victory and wealth!
So on the Knight will travel,
Until the dawn breaks,
To make himself known again
And to help make England great!! 😅 good try maybe?
It's simple but I like it, this was great.
@@ExtraordinaryFate thank you xx
You’re right, that was silly.
@@thomashope2806 thank you for your kind words 😊
love how you got inspired and shared
An elven knight, resting while on patrol, guarding the Queens Realm
Kinda defeats the purpose of a fall asleep video when there's ads enabled which totally interrupt the experience
Yep defo ruined it for me, still love the ambiance though adverts aside
Copy the link into an adblock version of YT. I often do that
хыыы у меня нет рекламы бесплатно
*а если без рофла то в России нет рекламы из за санкций и это больше плюс нежели минус*
Just get yt Premium you silly wazack
@@1337nsA minus is that you're going to Bakhmut
that art is stunning!
Along the winding willow road,
Wiles the wandering stranger.
Along the winding willow road,
He braves the midnight dangers.
But by his wiling, wandering ways,
He cannot seem to find.
Along the winding willow road,
The life he left behind.
-An ode to the midnight stranger (so I can procrastinate going to bed)
Look it’s Will.im.not Shakespeare
This is clearly the Dark Wanderer stopping along the road on his travels back to Tristram after his time in the war.
Feel like ive made it on to the fun/creative side of youtube thanks!
maybe they were just on a silly little night stroll and got caught in the rain and looked for shelter under the trees :)
I like this theory a lot ^_^
I’ve been playing this in the background while playing Notequest it’s been nice.
So glad I stumbled upon this! 1984 baby here and this is gorgeous pixel art and beautiful music. Almost instantly a new subscriber, keep it up!
Thank you for sharing this beautiful composition with us. 🎶🌟 Sending you wishes for wellness, joy, and a prosperous journey! 🌺💖
thanks bro nice track
Thanks for listening
I like how everyone is using their imagination to this video.
This song helped me tap into the 4th dimension and beyond
The fuck
He regains consciousness slumped against the protruding root of an ancient oak. Gazing down at his hands he sees blood running from his gauntlets, diluted by the ceaseless rain it falls to the sodden earth. There seems to be a void in his mind, a gaping red wound that swallows all memory when the red veil descends. What kind of beast does he become? What atrocities have his two hands wrought? In fear of an answer he moves ever forward, terrified of drifting once more beneath the crimson tide.
That was a good one
Yes, good one.
He’s traveling with a group of close friends just off screen who are undercover and resting peacefully by a low fire, but since they’ve all fallen asleep he’s keeping watch and thinking about his past that they don’t know about and the darkness that is chasing them and is contemplating leaving before they get hurt.
He sat alone on the forest path. He wasn't supposed to be alone. His party lay dead not even a hundred feet from where he now rested.
If he had been stronger, maybe, they would still be alive. He's heard rumours that a wizard far from these lands can bring the dead back. Is that true?
He had to find out.
The journey would be perilous, such miraculous deeds do not come to those with broken and weakened wills. He will be stronger. He must be stronger. For his friends.
But for now he rests. Thinking of home and hearth and good company well kept.
Sehr gut.
This is someone that lost all, he is part of the moon, part of the night, and they are part with him. If only we could see what he have seen, feel what he have felt. When the rain is the only thing good that can touch you, the only hug you can have. He is me, he is you
Won't get much sleep in this downpour, interrupted by the occasional crack of thunder, but we're far away from any roadside inn. The shade of the trees will have to do.
I've been playing a D&D-like campaign as this warrior archetype
I'll be unable to join the others for 2 weeks for reasons
And this is what i imagine my character will be doing for 2 straight weeks. Just chilling there in the woods, sitting and vibing to the music playing in his head.
thanks i have been using this video to sleep for weeks and it has help
I'm so glad it helps you!
He’s thinking having to go #2 out in this rain is really gonna suck
hes just a simple man, trying to make his way in the universe
The warrior takes a moment to rest. He has not stopped thriugh night or day for four days. During the last few rays of late evening, he came upon the forest of Chalons and took time to rest. With the onset of evening came the rain. The following morning, he was gone, travelling ever onwards towards the Twin Sisters mountains.
Need a guitar TAB for this ❤
A Dhampir awakens to rain falling on his shallow grave. Barely remembering the struggle from last night that left him felled and not a clue as to who buried him in the woods before the sun rose... All he had was questions and pain and a burning desire to know which of the great vampiric houses remain after the crusade arrived on his own clans doorstep in the night. The human in him wanted more rest... But the vampire wanted vengeful justice.. And blood
It works so good.
Thank you for this ❣️💯 so very hard to find tracks like this just to listen to for solitude, tasking, rest and napping, serenity and sanity.
👯♀️👯♂️Jean petit qui danse jean petit qui danse ainsi danse jean petit 💃🕺
Character gives off Guts vibes from Berserk
That is one of last Witchers left...
I sure wish RUclips respected certain videos that intend to bring peace and mindfulness. I was drifting off to a magical place, then BAM!!! WAKE UP MOTHAFUKAA ADS ADS ADS BUY SELL TRADE CONSUME OBEY!! Love your video, but sure dislike how big companies insist that they gotta have their stank imbedded into people's art
This is RUclips. You upload under their conditions. Ads are the price you gotta pay.
People can host their own websites and display all the art they want with no ads - No one would likely ever hear of it then, though.
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Bro! Okay no, so there was another video I was listening to, to go to sleep and it was an 8 hour ambient video and there was no ads for the first few hours and i legit passed out asleep and suddenly BAM! This fucking loud ass ad wakes me up about some fukin stupid reesee's commercial and it woke my wife up too! i was legit so pissed i locked my phone and through that shit across the room! I understand RUclipss conditions and ads, but damn dude thats like never happend to me, usually most ambience vidz i watch that are 8 hours never pop up ads.
RUclips has to make money somehow! It doesn't run itself. Go tell all the staff to work for free because "corporate greed" If you don't like ads, get premium.
A knight without purpose, vows long since forgotten. Seeks peace in the calm of the rain.
I see a puckish rouge lost in his sadness, embracing the rain cause it is the only one to do so without being taken from him
He is halfway on his quest for justice in the name of all who he has loved and felled
he is too strong to die yet too foolish to truly live and so he wanders straight but aimless.
damn, the bard is nailing it
Question everyone: who do you think that figure is? What's their story? What are they doing sitting there in the rain?
Great music and beautiful imagery btw, definitely coming back for more.
I appreciate it a lot, thank you 🙏
I came up with a story: this figure is a famous warrior that's known for saving their kingdom many times, the warrior was loved by everyone and treated like a hero, this warrior is the only strong one in their peaceful kingdom, but someday a powerful army attacked the kingdom, almost everyone in the kingdom picked up some weapons to defined their homeland, some of them were having swords and bows, but the most were having only sticks and rocks, a lot of people were dying from both sides, the warrior tried to tell them to go back and leave it to him/her, but it was to late, after the battle ended everyone was dead, the kingdom was destroyed, the only survivor was the warrior, full of anger and sadness they walked in the Rainy forest, lost and doesn't know what to do anymore, they sit at the forest, resting and thinking what are they going to do with their life after losing everything and everyone they ever knew... (english is not my first language so you might find some mistakes lol)
@@R_Y_O_7 This is amazing! No worries about english being your first language. English is my first language and even I don't speak it very well sometimes. XD
This warrior definitely does seem to be in despair of some sort for sure. Maybe a bit like Guts from Berserk.
Tpw hes the sole survivor.
Few people know this, but its a fact that the person sitting there is Jesus christ
The story of the wanderer who wandered in the ruined world. 🔥🔥🔥
Keep these videos coming!
Bro this image is sick... i would like to have it
Puts on to fall asleep
Wakes up right after falling asleep with heart palpitations because a really loud ad for freaking Reese’s puffs or something starts blasting
As far as i know this character is a featureless adventurer. One of a myriad en route through the rainforest in search of a lost city or forgotten temple. Fact is none of them ever find such things. Decay is a natural feature of this world and the humidity accelerates the pace. These things sought in legend may have been real once but have crumbled away under the corrosive grip of jungle vines and the perpetual erosion brought on by the torrential rains. Still the search continues for glittering gold beneath the verdant canopy and which ironically does bring treasure back to the wilderness to be claimed but it is often hidden within the gullet of forgotten beasts where no eye can espy while the creatures still draw breath. Perhaps this adventurer will turn back and search elsewhere for fame and fortune but only time will tell once the storm settles.
A Lone Ranger
Alone and exhausted from endless battle
His heart is heavy with regret and pain,
His armor feels heavy, but the burden within his soul is heavier.
The rain cools him down, and washes off his sins.
I love how ppl imagine the story about this hero listening this beautiful music...
Im on a quest to find a video like this without ads.
lmao, in Russia videos haven't ads. All of video without ads!
A captain leading a squad of new recruits only to stumble upon a threat too great for them to face. They fought bravely to the end but were to inexperienced. One by one they all fell until only he remained. The battle was won but the cost was too high
A former knight, disowned by his leige, lost himself on a long journey to redemption, now only his thoughts and his sword keep him.
"Where did my horse run off to?"
Asoinf
Lord of the rings
The elder scroll novels
My fsv books
beautiful
Moments of silence, disturbed only through nature it self, judgement upon scenarios, powerless to mans actions. Rain, A necessary need to life, life, that creates more life, to use and be used, recycling, a world upon set on the center stage, beauty, hidden in plain site, sit still, listen, no words, don't miss what is portrayed Infront of you, every day, blink, It maybe over sooner than you think. ( Scenario of this unnamed soul perfecting there life, taking a step back and taking in the sites, the feels, the smells, colour texture, so much detail ) Allahu Akbar.
Asmodil just relaxing for a instant, he lost his friends, brothers in arms he don't know what happen to them, nor he knows what's gonna face when the sunrise, for now he just sad and lonely reflecting about all he have done, must be cold outhere even with his strong armor, the forest protect him
You look at this warrior sitting there alone in the rain. Stoic. Unmoving. Your party want to ask him for help, but everyone feels intimidated.
Then you work up the courage, walk to the warrior... and it turns out to be an empty suit of armor someone left there as a joke.
Elden ring vibes
Lower framerate on the rain and the slightly pixelated, low res art style give the video a mid-late 90s CRPG look. Still looks great, though.
Makes me want to play Wizardry VIII.
Looks like possibly a Knight of the Realm, guarding a particular Road for his Lord, looking for Someone... or Something
Finally rain instead of someone deep frying chicken
A prince who is tired of running
Seeking his throne back from his betrayed uncle
He just lost is party, the lone survivor who wonders why he got to live and they didn't...
He lives to carry on their legacy he sits in the rain to remember the good time with his fallen party members all the battles they won all the fun times all the failures but yet he keeps going
A few moments of respite for a weary wanderer. Everything is damp and wet, his boots have long since started making squelching noises. He know he have to dry that up sooner rather than later, but with this rain his tinderbox won't light anything. Luckily the oil treated cloak somewhat keeps most of his body dry, he still got a 3 hour trek left to meet up at the randezvous point which is an outpost usually serving stale beer and yearlong soup. There he will dry out his socks and maybe even buy a bath. Their quest this time? Acuring a hidden scroll rumoured to contain the secrets to immortality.
Sitting and reading the witcher book sword of destiny. This is perfect
Firstly He is wondering why it’s raining above him but a clear sky behind
But then
A moment of reflection about a previous life, the love lost and the pain that followed. The strength then to rise and become a weapon of righteousness,the never ending quest for justice
Riordan of grey pass
That guy is none other than Riordan of grey pass. An incredibly accomplished warrior turned wanderer. When he served as a royal knight of grey pass, he fought alongside 16 other incredible warriors. All brave and heroic. Devoted to their duty. But in a great battle with their rivals from erdshire, him and his brothers of arms were defeated in the battle of the bloody pass. Him being the only survivor, witnessing his brothers of arms die for what they believed to be a noble cause,and he himself falling on the battlefield, remaining in a state of lose consciousness, he witnessed a terrible sight, his own leaders and royal house members that he so valiantly served sold him and his brothers out to the enemy, setting them up for an unwinnable battle, to more easily facilitate his peoples assimilation into erdshires kingdom. After witnessing these disgusting events before his very own eyes, lying beaten and near death on the battlefield, he crawled away from the disaster of a war, recovering slowly over the course of several months in secrecy, he bade his time, offering himself as a sell sword. He worked his back into his newly conquered home land. Seeing that there was no way to ever break grey pass from erdshires control, he simply avenged his brothers in arms by systematically eliminating each and every member responsible for the sellout of his nation and death of his brothers. Now in the aftermath of these events, he found his way out this old path in the forest where he and his brothers all once explored as youth. Setting in the rain, he fondly recalled all of his most precious memories, allowing the rain to wash away every bit of pain and sorrow he had experienced in losing those he most dearly loved. He later disappeared, with not a single trace left to follow. Never to return to grey pass ever again. In the far lands up north though, it’s said an incredible warrior leads a ragtag group of heroes, rescuing and serving those who can’t help themselves. And he’s a just man. Perhaps it’s Riordan of grey pass himself. Records from ancient times are rarely accurate
Dark Souls vibes
The mercenary’s back leaned against the tree and with a tired sigh, he slid down to the moss carpeted ground. The Elder Oak’s branches and accompanying canopy provided suitable shelter for the rain and the Mercenary wondered how far it would be to the nearest inn or tavern. Probably a few hours and he was just not ready for the rest of that journey. Not bothering to set up a fire or tent, he thought back to simpler times. A bard in the tavern strumming on the lute. A warm bowl of venison stew. The mercenary fell asleep to the quiet lute music of his memories and the pounding rain against the leaves.
Mercenary on the road
When rain falls on dry soil it warms a yearning for respite written into the letters of our soul. Before we had clocks, we still knew time because our need for water is never ending. The moments between thirst mark the things we call alive. As you rest yourself you note the rainy night is safer than most, with both predator and prey keeping dry at home.
Your sword kept the sharper all the more for those desperate who still wander among this slick reprieve. You will rest in the shade of a tree in broad daylight where it's safer. You take rest, for soon you must move on.
Hey
The figure is a wandering warrior who is trying to run from his past lives and is following his journey between cities. The night before this picture he is in a small village at a tavern/inn sheltering from the nightly downpours where he meets a seemingly annoying and naive young traveler that is eager to continue their journey to an ancient tree of legend to see for themselves if the stories are true of the arrows of countless battles waged underneath buried into the tree's trunk. Of course the warrior knows this to be true from his own experiences in a said battles, but keeps that from the young pilgrim so as to not provoke another "useless" conversation. The young one then looks to the warrior embarrassed as they have been rambling on and asks what he is doing there. "Rain" said the warrior, which sparked the now giddy traveler to exclaim his love for the rain, and that where they come from, the rain and moon is one of the most loving things nature does, the moon shows the way with cooling light and in their way, a type of community with ones self, and rain giving life water and cover from the sun's hot rays. They also go on to say that the night to them is like the day is to everyone else, and the only reason they don't travel at night is because of the lawless bandits, saying that's why they will leave bright and early the next morning when it is still a little dark out so they can have their glimpse of home.
The warrior also leaves the following morning but the pilgrim had already left. As the day went on and the temperature rose, he could hear the faint sound all to familiar to him. Up ahead there was an ambush from brazen bandits that had just got through beating and slaughtering a caravan of merchants and travelers. The warrior was victorious in the fight against them as he was used to these types of skirmishes, but as he looked on to the dead, he saw off to the side the same parcel that the young traveler had strapped to his back. Realizing what must have happened, he searched around the area until he came upon the young one. As he reached down, the little pilgrim opened his eyes and smiled with relief. Amazed they were still alive, the warrior pulled them into his arms and saw just how wounded the kid had sustained. The traveler now in and out of consciousness started mumbling about how much they enjoyed their conversation the previous night and that they loved being able to finally travel wherever they wanted. With not much time left, the warrior finally told the little pilgrim of the Ancient tree and how he had been there and seen the scars on the huge trunk and that it was so high up, the roots so large that they too were marked from swords and spears. "So the stories lied" the dying traveler whispered, "they all said it was the greatest story ever, I bet yours is greater...". The warrior was taken aback by this while still holding the now passed little pilgrim, with so much happiness they had yet to discover, his heart sank, a feeling he had not felt in a long time. As the sun set, the warrior buried the young pilgrim beneath a tree of their own, and reluctantly continued on with his quest, accept this time, when the rain started to fall and the day became night, the warrior paused his journey and sat down to listen to the rain, to, really for the first time, try to enjoy the rain and the moonlight... for the young one.
Sleeping outside in the rain remains the least fun part of a warrior's/adventurer's life.
Me pondering the existence of waffles at 3 am.
Do you happen to have guitar tabs for this piece that you'd be willing to share? Just for my personal enjoyment. It's a lovely arrangement!
Sorry but I don't have them anymore :( (lost the FL project file for some of my songs..)
amei
Wallpaper name? Its so good wow:)
The ads ever 5 minutes are so cool
A lot of that may be the fault of RUclips in google, they change their rules I believe November 2023 so that they can place ads anywhere they want even in videos that were never monetized by the content providers. It can't be helped much now, and possibly content providers have to pay an extra fee and still may wind up with some ads invading their videos?
Plus of course some content providers need to earn money and this is free music for us unless we want to join subscribe do their patreon or whatever and pay them for what they do!
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A man who’s dedicated his life to tracking down and destroying the evil that burned and tortured his home, family, and the life he once knew.
Across hallowed mountains and steep valleys. Deep Forests and burning deserts. Endless plains and thick bogs. He hunted the evil to the edge of the world.
Raging blood and seething anger erupt under storming skies.
The deed is now done, all his hate uncurled . For he is now a man, alone in an empty world.
Thank you for the perfect background for writing my fanfic 💝
Tired, he needs to rest. Unfortunately, there is no nearby tavern or any sign of human interaction or activity and he is forced to catch his breath and sit under the leaves of a tree. He thinks to himself "Is this the cost of duty? Other people's happiness in exchange of my peace?". He remembers the loves that he left that are waiting for him.. however, he is unsure, not if he will make it out alive in the war, but if he can find his way out of the forest.
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I'm mixing it with a story of mine that I've had in my mind for a while, the warrior we see is actually a half elf warrior, he's parents were killed when he was 9 Infront of himself by the a cruel assassin who was simply known as "The black death" , the orders were given by a cruel human king that was trying to kill all elf and human couples and exterminate half elfs , the warrior grew up planning to kill both the king and the assassin but eventua fell in love with a human women from the kingdom, the women told him not to seek revenge and helped him heal, they eventually had kids and we're living a happy life, but one day he decided to go to another kingdom cause the food in the kingdom was lacking and people were starving, so he and a couple of men decided to go look for food in the kingdom next to theirs, when he came back and got to his house he founds his wife and kids killed, he notices they there throat were cut with an oz, the same way he's parents were killed and because of his senses of an elf he can smell the assasin is the same that killed his parents, angry amd sad he goes to the forest, goes looking for a cave, a cave he hopes he'd never had to go look for, where he kept his armor and sword, sits in the rain and is waiting for the time when the soldier or the castle go to sleep to get in ( it's just an idea for a story so don't judge it too hard please 😂)
He’s sat sulking because Criston Cole wouldn’t let them stay at the inn.
He should still be wary cuz Baela can appear from the rainy clouds at anytime
Funny :)
Did anyone else notice the small detail at 5:23? It’s so cool!
no but in 08:13
An elven knight from the kingdom of elves resting from defending and guarding the dark forests of mirkwood. and hes actually not alone some are just hiding in plain sight resting from a defeat fight against the orcs.
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the rain falls only in the foreground
I'm not that good about editing, well spotted 😁
My thief build waiting on my new character to inevitably end up a thief build and watch the painful cycle again
Tha tman look like he just waiting at the DMV