Cave Spellcaster - Treasure Goblin (full album) (dungeon synth / ambient / electronic / tribal) скачать в хорошем качестве

Cave Spellcaster - Treasure Goblin (full album) (dungeon synth / ambient / electronic / tribal)

Gruba had absolutely no talents, which was a rare thing even for the goblin kin. He was afraid of becoming a warrior, too lazy to become a good hunter, and too stubborn for a trader. However, there was one thing that for some inexplicable reason followed him everywhere he stepped. It was Luck - the biggest desire of every treasure hunter. Gruba's town was located in the depths of lush forest lands. The splendor of the surrounding Rukh mountains was frequently obscured by thick evening fog. Local goblins celebrated the end of a hard day as the town was lit with dancing flames of the street fires. Blunt jokes and laughter filled the local taverns well known for their strong goblin drinks and high chances of getting murdered in a brawl. Gruba, who by the habit avoided company, sit silently in the corner of the East Gate tavern and slowly sipped his awful brown coloured drink. He was observing a company of loud mercenary goblins who had a quarrel over the best type of wood for a hunting spear. The long armed goblin jumped from his stool in rage and started shouting at his opponent across the table, when Gruba noticed a folded yellow piece of paper falling out of the goblin’s pocket. Without hesitation Gruba picked a fork, headed towards the keeper and dropped it, passing by the loud company. Bending and quickly hiding the piece of paper in the sleeve, he picked up the fork and mumbled something about his own clumsiness. After that he tossed a bronze coin with cogged edges to the keeper and left the tavern unnoticed. It was already midnight and the goblin street celebration reached its peak with wild dancing and shouting around the fire. Low hanging fog turned the scenery into a wild dream. Gruba sniffed the fresh night air and turned around the corner, avoiding eye contact with the guards who were distracted by the sudden goblin fight with bare hands and short clubs. The clouds gave way to the bright moon and offered a great opportunity to take a look at the stolen paper. “Now this is interesting”, whistled Gruba, discovering a primitive oil-stained map with marked ruins to the south of the town. A short note was attached to the map, saying: “Bring the chest. LOCKED! Rest is yours. Payment upon delivery.” “This goblin-goat is not brighter than the brutes he hired. They would have cut his throat and run away with the chest straight after the payment”, thought Gruba and smiled, showing his edgy yellow teeth, as it was him who was destined to find and unlock that mysterious chest. What was inside though? Gruba knew that he was too excited to sleep that night, so he quickly packed some dried meat and water and rushed past the eastern gate, leaving the ever loud goblin town behind the smoky canvas under the shimmering stars. Digital album and cassettes: https://mushroomkeeprecords.bandcamp.... MKR - 011 Music: Cave Spellcaster Artwork: David Thiérrée 00:00 Deep in the Castle Ruins 03:23 Goblin Town in the Fog 08:09 Deadly Trap 13:12 Treasure Goblin 16:42 Chest Full of What? 20:44 A Letter in the Tavern 24:27 Misleading Reflections 29:19 The Key to All the Locks 33:12 Deep Sleep by the Fading Torch