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One of the best songs!

Fiiiiiiiire! Love this!!!!!!!!🤘🤘🤘🤘🤘🤘🤘🤘

I love your style of remakes~ <3 A8solute 8anger.

Wonderful. I love it. This is one of my favor8 songs from one of my favor8 game soundtracks, and you remade it super8ly! I a8solutely love the drop - with modern audio quality, it hits way harder. The instrument volume 8alancing was done well. Su8scri8ed!

The one game I wouldn't mind a full remaster. But, the classic always reigns supreme!

como puedo saber mas sobre la remasterización ? saludos desde Chile

amigo trata de hacer la musica de la pelea de Garm , osea el combate final, ese tema es demasiado epico , solo la semana pasada estuve jugando gauntlet dark legacy de 4 jugadores con mi familia y sigue siendo increíblemente genial

Awesome 👍😎

Oh awesome! I really appreciate that you did this track as well!!! This remaster sounds so good!

saludos desde chile, por favor continua remasterizando los temas de este gran juego, son increíblemente geniales , remasteriza el tema de Garm, el jefe final por favor

gauntlet game

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So very beautiful

estan geniales tus musicales de gauntlet , deberias hacer las musicas que aun te faltan , eso seria maravilloso

Damn good job

This is one of my favorite soundtracks from the game, reminding me so much of Castlevania.

Somewhere else, I saw a really neat bit of creative writing someone did to accompany this soundtrack. This below was an entertaining read for me… As pioneers fleeing in desperation to avoid the ore mine drafts, we didn't expect anyone to find us. And for generations, no one did. After some time, we had begun to develop the land, finding a suitable water source, plenty of lumber, much building stone, and bountiful game. Eventually, we had built a life in the valley we had sought refuge in. Then the Sky Dominion envoys arrived. They were agreeable at first, praising the work we had put into our fields, our waterworks, and our homes. After seeking the premier, they had soon established an agreement to trade some produced goods for a new type of fertilizer that one of them claimed was being developed at the Spire. Within a moon, green barrels of the stuff were being shipped into the town and the fields at breakneck pace via railcart and skyfrigates. We were barely able to keep up with production, but the representatives assured us that the gaseous material was able to spurn growth in our crop and livestock as we had never seen before. At one point, one of the farmers began to complain of feeling sick. We had weathered other sicknesses before with mild difficulty, having plenty of nourishment to combat the disease, but it was immediately evident that this was much worse. Within two days, the farmer had completely succumbed. The entire town held a brief funeral for him in the community cemetery. Life went on. A week later, another farmer began to complain of illness. Before we could determine if it was the same issue as the previous farmer had suffered, another had been weakened. One of the lumber cutters found him in the grain next to the ever-growing fertilizer stock, choking and hacking on what appeared to be a mixture of saliva and blood. Next to him, he had said, one of the green barrels had burst wide open, an "unholy green smoke" covering the dirt. It wasn't long before the fallen farmer and the same lumberman fell to their deathbeds. By now, the province was aware that an epidemic was on the fringe of occurring. More field workers had begun to fall ill, and at this point it was beginning to spread into the town as well. The cemetery was beginning to fill fast, and the premier commissioned a number of extra tombs and graves to be preemptively created. The merchants from the Sky Dominion had begun to wear masks by this point, apparently concerned about the disease that was becoming more prevalent with each passing day. When they were discussing how the fertilizer functioned with the townsfolk, they had made it very clear in demonstrations that only a miniscule quantity was to be used per row of crop in order for it to have the desired effect. The barrel that had burst had already provided evidence of this, leaving a crater of rotting plant carcasses and black, slick soil in its wake. Townsfolk became suspicious of the shipments from the Dominion. One of the traveling townsfolk claimed to have found countless crates, its contents consisting of the crop we had sold to them, rotting in droves in a pit of the abandoned pagan temple a day's travel south of us. The food we didn't sell, though not quite noticeable at first, was beginning to take on a green tint and a slightly sour flavor. At the time, we had passed it off as a side effect of enhancing the crop's growth, but it was becoming clear that something was peculiar about this new fertilizer. And then, one fateful day, it happened. A skyfrigate was drifting over the fields near sunrise, initiating another trade of the green barrels with our cultivation crew. As it sailed over the cemetery, having completed its delivery, a massive wind tore at its sails, causing the elegant wooden ship to list in the clouds. Crew members, food crates, and hundreds of those verdant barrels fell from the deck and leveled the hill upon impact, sending a behemoth miasma of green fog swirling into the sky and over the fields. A rescue party had been sent to search for survivors, but none had returned from the murk as the sun abandoned the day behind the nearby mountains. We dared not send another man out there. Even into the wee hours of the night, patrolmen were still standing by the entrance to the town with torches and longbows in hand, guarding the entrance and waiting for their search party to return. As the dawn began to break, however, one of the infantry claimed to have spotted several forms trudging through the haze. Despite all of the shouting and signaling the squad made, however, it served no purpose as they strode onward and out of sight. Their gait was the most unnerving part of the sighting, one soldier had stated that afternoon, having described their motions as "those a sleepwalker might make, slow, unbalanced, and in unpredictable patterns of sudden jerkiness". As the town was holding an emergency meeting about new curfew protocol, another patrolman began shouting from near the gates, running as though hell was on his heels. "There's an army outside! Hundreds of men walking through the fog in our direction from the fields! Barricade the perimeters!" The townsfolk, in a frenzy, had sealed all entrances to the province center, disassembling part of the stable in the process. Archers had taken to the peripheries, guarded merely by a man-height stone wall as they watched first one, then several, and then countless figures stumble out of the green cloud and into view. They were not normal men. Their skin was a filthy grey, the skin torn in various places as if it was too tight to contain their skeletons properly. Their march was a stuttered one, just as the infantryman had described. Growling and gnashing their jaws, they slowly dragged their bodies in various stages of decomposition towards the guardians. One man screamed as they emerged, flinging his longbow and running for his life along the creek that led away from the town. The bell tower began to howl, a signal of desperation to the nearest skyfrigate, but none would ever arrive to the Forsaken Province again. Arrow after arrow was launched in the direction of the growing horde, easily more than two hundred emerging from the direction of the cemetery now, more still pushing inward from the fields. Some had fallen, but many resisted being struck with shaft after shaft, the arrows sticking through their grunting bodies seemingly only mild annoyances as they made their way to the walls of the town center. A pair of brave lumbermen had rigged the railcart with spearheads and a supply of gunpowder explosives, hurtling into the crowd near the rails and sending bomb after bomb into the distorted beings. Eventually, only the cart had returned, its momentum the only thing pushing it forward through the town as it continued shredding everything in its path. A scream could be heard from the local bar. One of them had found a breach in the wall, and was grasping an older woman by the arm as it bit into her side like a wild animal. Several more followed, tearing her to bits as the remainder searched the now invaded town for more prey. Panic ensued as night fell. Screams could be heard across the entire province as people were slowly chewed to gore by the horde, filling the perimeter and slowly working their way inward. Several townsfolk had taken matters into their own hands and begun pelting them with blunderbuss rounds, taking down several invaders but ultimately only slowing the inevitable. The bell tower had continued to ring, its rope having been attached to the waterwheel-driven motor before the ringer himself jumped to his death. Another pilgrim had lured dozens of them into her home before setting it ablaze with all of the lantern oil she could find. In a twisted game of follow-the-leader, several other houses had developed fiery plumage near their roofs, swarms of the dead crowding through the doors. The church was one of the last buildings to withstand the onslaught, the few remaining townsfolk bracing the doors fast with heavy pews as the night dragged on. As the hammering of a thousand fists slammed on the thick wood, the hopeless few survivors held a last vigil by the pulpit. Dozens of white candles flickered feebly in the darkness as the stained glass windows began to crack.

Better than lil Wayne

Love this song and remember playing it at cicis pizza when was a little kid of 5 or 6 now im 32 😊😅

Absolutely amazing!

I love all the work you've done. Amazing and great to hear these pieces again as they could be. But I have one request if you are still active. WHERE IS MAH DAMN SKY SHIPYARDS????

I love it! I've always been curious of the composition. Would you happen to have the sheet?

I am beyond excited for this.

dude, just found the Discord Server and someone linked me your stuff. It's so wildly good, thank you for what you and the others do, preserving this great music. subscribed!

I love that when the song loops, you can hear their own added spice to the beat, makes for a well remastered piece!

Work of art my friends, you're doing an amazing job, this gives me goosebumps. Greetings from México.

Awesome work!!

I for one cant wait to hear the Desecrated Temple theme remastered. This is awesome!

Such a majestic theme from the GCN, PS2, Xbox and even N64 era. Love this enhancement. Will you be going the whole soundtrack for Dark Legacy?

This game has a huge place in my heart and you are doing the OST such justice. Please keep it up!

The heroes have pushed through past the ruins of the church and the husk of the devastated town behind them, now seeing where the undead have been coming from at last. Cutting a vengeful swath through the mist, the gnarled trees, the undead churning graves, and all matter of other horrors, they make their way to the source of the undead scourge that has made this province forsaken. Though within the mists, in a great fountain, they find a parchment wreathed in flame. A light of hope amidst the misty darkness to blaze a path through future, frigid challenges? Perhaps. But for now, onward again, through the mist and darkness. The dead must be put to rest.

The melancholy tune of a musician who knew he was going to die against the horde of undead that broke through the door to the tavern. An artistic soul who felt he would leave the world without a single artistic note to leave his mark on the realms. And even after being torn apart by the zombies that devastated the rest of the town, his ghost still plays. Locked in an eternal loop of his final, unfinished composition as the dirge of the men, women, and children that the heroes must, and will, avenge.

Solid remastering, you did good capturing the essence of the original and updating it. Looking forward to hearing more about this remastering, hope it becomes a retail product that we can buy online or in store. I'd be getting it for all modern platforms.

I can play this level 100 times and still enjoy it

Best song/level in the entire game

Best level in the entire game

The immediate shift from the epic, heroic theme of the poisoned fields to this morose, forlorn dirge of the Ghost Town is such a fantastic bit of storytelling. It really sets the tone for the gravity of Skorne's rise. Not a single soul in this devastated town was spared the shambling war march of the undead. The entire province was wiped out, down to the last child. Devoured by the zombies or raised to add to their numbers. The heroes were too late to save a single soul, and were left with nothing. Nothing but regret, the stench of death, the burning homes, the ever ringing church bell, and vengeance for every innocent butchered by the undead. If Skorne isn't stopped, all the provinces will share this fate.

The sky world and dream world have such killer tracks

First time I've heard this music, considering when I play this level I'm usually only able to hear my own stressed groans and screams as I try to catch all the coins

Y'all, some day we're gonna have a remix of the Yeti fight. There will be no survivors

The only request I would have is Castle Courtyard.

You sir have earned a sub!

The song that starts it all. The march of the living dead, the swings of heroes' weapons, the beginning of Skorne's end. And the start of a great many epic childhoods. You captured the feel of the original perfectly with an equally perfect balance of your own vision with this remix.

This is fantastic.

Probably my least favorite level in the Forsaken Provence (personal opinion), but that piano always makes up for it. That ghost knows how to jam!

If only on Spotify

How did you remaster this?

I'm using this as my ringtone. I'm so glad the piano music wasn't cut out.

Timeless soundtrack