difficult not to ... am sure it goes pretty well with magic mushrooms too

​@@Nessh777 Why don't you try it and find out? 😉

Wow so you popped your cherry ? That's great with dungeon synth? Amazing.

私もうさぎの穴に落ちたいです🐰

Can you give other suggestions?

This is so cute. I also love doing this kind of stuff in my head throughout the day 😊

you should post that map somewhere it would be fun

Good job!

What’s another favorite dungeon synth album? I can’t find any I like nearly as much as this trilogy so far!

@@sethburkhart1021 my favorite is Castlesiege - The Council of Trees

@@wwyczes9164 thank you very much!

Fief is also some good dungeon synth

@@borislavmarkov4171 that is decent too. Thanks! Maybe it will grow on me even more.

That's a fantastic sub genre name lol

*writes that down*

Legend of Zelda🎉!!!

@@felixader if we switched timelines/universes, and these things we feel melancholy and nostalgia for actually happened at one point, do you think that the parallel side feels nostalgia for things that we have and they don't? It would only make sense after all, things tend to mirror each other at times. Y'know, as Above, so Below if you've heard that.

a lot of their work reminds me of the mines music in castlevania sotn

haha I am literally building a rpg based off my swampy hometown and using this as background music / inspiration !!

Sounds like Final Fantasy 9. Especially Qu's Masrh

😏👍

this has to become a series ASAP !!!

Beyond the garden wall

One of my players is a cursed frog-folk Spores Druid. Couldn't ever find a proper image to depict him so I used the green slaad until I found *the Toad King* ! Cheers . :)

gather round to remember times past the world that was

I'm an young amateur, but my dream is to become an author. I had this idea to write a story based on this magic albums. Maybe it's gonna be terrible and not super original, like, my first language isn't even english but I'll write it thinking about this little silly comment written by probably some amazing person. I'll write it especially for you. If I don't die somehow I'd let you know when I finish. Love.

​​​@@kowalska404 long may you live to tell your tales then. godspeed in your writing little fella 😊

Good luck! We have similar dreams.

​@@kowalska404I was thinking to do the same, I just write as a hobby, the music and the art is giving me ideas.

The betrayal I felt when I came to the end of your playlist and not finding any playlist named “frog music”. Not many have experienced such emotions as I have in that very moment.

@@JanDijkstra-fy4ou 😂

Yeh cuz frogs and toads are the same right?.. Racist.

@@ThisIsNotRealityBase You've jumped to the wrong conclusion, this topic is very slippery. I include all amphibious music on the frog playlist, warts and all. I won't let my playlist croak because you spawned a bad take.

can confirm 😴

Testing it out tonight!

I hope i have cool dreams

why frogs and sleep go hand in hand ?

The Toad just got me too, and I'm at peace under its intoxicating spell.

It was the toad that mezmerised me and the name In the woods kept seeing it :) The toad is majestic

Dope!

Thank you so much for unlocking that memory for me. I had faint memories of that book series but could never even begin to conjure an idea of what it was called or who wrote it. Thank you

Another great band or album you’d recommend? I can’t find any I like this much so far

@sethburkhart1021 Dungeon Synth Archive dude. That channel is epic. Just go for one's that the covers look like RPGs or Books you'd be into, if that makes sense?

@sethburkhart1021 or even go for ones that look like sci-fi movies you'd like. Like there's ones that sound like those old Harryhausen dinosaur movies I like those. I've been working on a dungeon synth type project myself but it's more inspired by 80s Synthrock and 90s sega genesis games.

@@ShaoKahnsCousin good tip. Thanks!

Hole Dweller. If you're cool with a more comfy synth vibe, I really like Grandma's Cottage.@@sethburkhart1021

Alright guys, I think I have it. I couldn't find the tales written anywhere, except for the last one, so I wrote the rest: (I'll put here also the last one, as I found on a different video of the last album) Brogg the Builder “What a pity.” Sighed a tired toad in a shabby green robe. He was staring at the once beautiful mushroom house, masterfully carved by himself a long time ago, but now it was just an old crooked building with pale moss and thick spider web covering every curve and window. The entrance with the round oaken door almost collapsed and a part of the cap roof fell off. Last pair of winters were obviously too harsh even for such a carefully planned architecture. It was one of the first projects that he mastered all by himself after finishing the carving school of the great bog. He was then noticed, and after five years of honest hard work he was invited to plan a project of the royal castle together with a few more famous carvers from the far swamps. It is hard to describe what a huge honour it was for him, and as he saw his name Brogg the Builder woven with a golden thread amongst others on the huge royal carpet decorating the main castle hall, he stood there dazed with a clear thought “This is it, this is the biggest creation of my life.” However it was surprisingly painful to see that insignificant old creation in front of him slowly vanishing. It was an ordinary house for a simple toad family, but it was where everything started. “Well..” Muttered Brogg the Builder to himself, waking up from his own thoughts. “This family needs a new home anyway and I will do my best to create the most beautiful thing in a simple way I’ve ever made before.” The Boat-Toad Quiet rustling in the thick swamp bushes caught the attention of the little toad playing with his friend in the late summer evening. “Hush! What was that?” “I didn’t hear anything, but it could be fish or just the breeze.” “No, no..” Replied the first toad, a little worried. “That is surely something a little bigger than a fish, and it moves above the water.” At that moment a sharp boat’s edge appeared out of the plant’s thickness. An old frowning toad was sitting on that boat, made of a dried oiled waterlily with two big sacks on each side of it. Focused on his own thoughts, he did not smile, yet the children could see he was a friendly creature. “Good evening, little folks.” Said the Boat-toad and coughed. “ I hope I did not disturb your peaceful game. I am just passing by to see if the south corner of the swamp already has something to offer.” “What is it the swamp can offer you?” Asked one of the little toads, with undisguised interest. “The finest berries of all the kingdom, of course. Now, have a good evening, little ones. I’ve got no time to waste.” With these words he made two strong pushes with his beautiful, light-weight paddle and disappeared behind the low willow branches. “Who was that?” Asked the youngest toad. “That was old Bogg, the Berry-Belly.” Said the other one, proudly. “My granny told me stories about him and his craft. He doesn’t like company but as far as I know, every cure-potion we’ve got for winter is made out of these rare berries he finds. Oh! It is getting late. Let’s get back home before everyone starts to worry about us.” “I want to be a boat-toad too, when I grow up!” Cried the youngest toad, inspired; catching up with his friend up the hill. Fogg, The Singing Bow It was a dark winter night and the wind was howling like a thousand beasts. For three days, a hunter was chasing a peculiar creature; a faerie bug, of the great bog. It was such a rare thing to come across this bug, that its shadowed nature started to grow over with dozens of strange stories and myths. Some believe that it was a witch, trapped in the body of an insect; the others thought that it could make your deepest dreams come true. The hunter himself heard a lot of unbelievable stories like that, but did not believe in them, to be honest. The only thing he learned from his father is that it was a very rare creature with some half magical properties, and that its meat could feed a few toad families for at least a month long. So with full dedication, he was chasing the bug over the snow hills and curly dark roots sticking above the frozen ground. When the hunter grew weary, after hours of his run, he decided to make a humble camp with a bonfire beneath an old oak tree to warm up his tired bones. He dozed off on a soft bed of moss and suddenly a truly faerie creature appeared in front of him, floating behind the flames. “I know what you want, hunter.” Whispered the bug. “And you have a choice. You can try to kill me and bring me back to your swamp, to the joy of your folk. Or, you can make your bow sing the most beautiful song. And if my heart sings to it as well, I will make one dearest dream of yours come true.” The hunter kept silent for a while then stood up, took out his bow and started playing as if it was a harp. A beautiful melody resonated in the bow’s wood, and the faerie bug started to swing slowly. When the song was finished the bug said “Tell me hunter, what is it that you wish?” “I wish to feed everyone in my swamp, so that no one would starve, this long dark winter.” “I will do as you wish, hunter.” Replied the faerie bug, and with a flash of blue light disappeared in the clear night sky, full of shimmering stars. At least one hundred joyful toads met the hunter that night. They couldn’t believe their eyes, but each cellar of their mushroom houses was full of food of every sort that could be enough to feed them the whole winter, and even the neighbouring swamp east of The Croaked Forest. The hunter told them his story, and from that time everyone in this swamp in the whole kingdom afterwards called him Fogg, the Singing Bow. The Hearth "Dark winter's coming, little fellow And every song is getting mellow The folks are gathered round the hearth To talk and think about their path Before we see the light of day The time is right to hear a tale One tale or two: of winds and fires To soothe adventurous desires A tale of simple folks and kings, Of ancient sorceries and rings For every taste I'll find a word About a bug, about a toad Now listen, bog and dungeon dweller, My name is Krogg the Storyteller I’m waiting, friend, this is your turn To choose a tale that keeps us warm"

How can you say that about music? "If this was a video game"... That's like me saying I would like to eat it if it was a cake.

I was trying to give a complement. Of course, I have been enjoying it for the past month. Great music :)