Dark Ritual | Join Us To Summon The Devil, Ambience | 1 Hour #dnd

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[MichaelGhelfiStudios]

📚 Just below, some amazing stories to read, written by our community on our Discord server!

[Dark Ritual- Kaleb Maraquin]
The choir of voices permeated my being. Penetrating my most secure of strongholds. My heart, my mind, my very soul. A deep corrupting fear coursed through my veins. Shortening my breath and quickening the ever steady pounding in my breast. The clanking of the chains that bound my helpless form to this slab were drowned in a cacophony of horrific murmurs and chants. My senses muddled, I could only just make sense of what surrounded me. Looming figures in cloaks of crimson red as if dripping with blood from the freshly dead. They raised their fists in unison and in praise of some dark power they spoke. Their echoing cries were all that was. As sight left me. As taste abandoned me. As touch went on it's way. As smell took it's leave. The wails of the damned still persisted. Draining me of my vitality. Robbing me of my soul

[Dark Ritual by NaturalOne]
The halls were quiet, empty, and vast. Carved of obsidian and ebony stone, they seemed to wind on forever, absorbing and collecting the darkness that filled their expanse. The deafening silence was soon interrupted by the sound of cloth dragging along the floor. A man, dressed in elegant ceremonial robes that matched the corridors and holding a strange, glowing artifact, slowly and meticulously strode towards the main chamber these hallways led to. Beneath the hood of his cloak, his expression was morphed into one of anticipation and fear. However, unknown and strong motivation led him on.
After several minutes, the man reached a towering arched door carved of deep oak wood, with heavy iron hinges and designs. It was slightly ajar, so he pushed it open, revealing a great chamber with a seemingly limitless ceiling. Low torches flickered in their sconces around the room, providing enough light to see by. Crowds of organized people, all clad in the same ornaments as the man, waited for his arrival, watching him enter. They chanted in a language now long-dead, voices joined together in a dark, macabre choir.
In the middle of the room stood a detailed altar inset with harsh, jagged patterns and ancient runes. A strange keyslot rested at the altar's apex, perfectly matching the artifact the man carried. He walked through the crowd, which parted in a sea of black as he approached, and slotted the object into the dais, turning it once and spreading his arms out, his head tilted towards the chamber's height. The chanting reached its crescendo, then ceased in an instant.
At first, nothing happened. However, no one looked around or seemed to question it. Then, a low, sourceless breeze manifested in the center of the room, blowing all the torches out simultaneously. The runes began to glow, this light a dead, arcane green. It expanded, having appeared directly over the individual, until it flashed once, releasing tendrils of shadowy vapor that coalesced into the form of a kingly wraith dressed in worn battle gear and tattered raiment. It focused down on the one closest to the altar, and its eyes flared hungrily. The specter reached out, diving down and seizing the person before he could scream, then plunged into his chest, disappearing as it did.
The wind vanished, along with the green glow, and the victim slumped forward, catching himself on the table, hand trembling. His assembled brothers and sisters watched expectantly as he straightened, his hood thrown back. Now, the man was deathly pale, his lips almost blue from the cold, and he opened his dead green eyes.

📌 Here's another ambience for your RPG sessions or for your projects, a dark ritual, with chants, drones, eerie atmosphere, and many others. You can expect many more ambient creations like this one! You need a special ambience for your RPG sessions ? Just ask, and I create it !

[thedrunkenmagi]

"No grandma, DnD isn't about worshipping Satan..."

[Knight_Of_Eleum_Loyce]

This is what it should look and sound like when you do that quest in Skyrim to stop the summoning of Potema, that super powerful necromancer who's been dead for a few hundred years. Instead it's like four simple looking Necromancer's trying to summon Potema while wearing raggedy black robes.

[randalldeanclark]

Sponsored by the Dark Brotherhood and the night mother

[Stardweller]

Good grief; does it really take an hour to summon a demon? No wonder these guys are always so grouchy.

[BelegaerTheGreat]

Ah yes, D&D, I sure love my weekly Satan Summoning!

[toomanysandwiches]

me summoning my uber eats driver at 3 am

[Technophile-ynqm]

Thanks bud, worked very well to scare my christian neighbors at 2 am

[TeraMangala]

Develop a passion for learning. If you do, you will never cease to grow.

[worldz_of_visions]

Combine this with LUNA at about half volume and storm the Darkvale Gate! Perfect dark mood!

[hisholinesslordpotato]

I prefer dancing around a fire beating drum under the starry sky to boost my morale

[calliph]

homie droppin the sickest verses right now. southwest chopper style vibes.

[ghoststorm]

Lydia: I don't like the sound of that!

Dragonborn: it's time for us to part ways!

[isabellerioux]

I will use this to summon my teammates for the assignment we have to do today thanks!

[suruxstrawde]

The psychomorph emerges, oozing from the cracks in the sandstone below. It's form slowly sculpted from streams of fluid shapes and shards. Gurgling, twisting, sliding, and grinding, a spectacle of reverberations so utterly unattached they almost seemed to originate from behind the object.

It's grotesquely uneven anatomy finally rising into shape as a vaguely humanoid form. Comprised of sliding crowded tendrils, a decrepit and malnourished appearance of a blackened, four cleaved breast lined with slender limbs ending in palms akin to that of an avian.

The head, rotated into place as if on a socket, six bulbs arose from the porcelain featureless mass. Slits carved themselves into the bulbs in pristine lines, interrupted by a release and orienting of six consecutive milky pearl like eyes.

The wandering eyes hath awoken.

[bc.saimon]

Wtf, I was waiting an hour cause I felt like in the end I'll really summon something in my house

[engrishdish]

Yes the final ambience i needed to make a full yuan-ti temple

[Angayasse]

Anyone ever reading any Lovecraft would find this hella creepy *.*

[shadedrezin]

Bit late but this is perfect for all the eldritch monstrositys that will surly come

[nataliajones]

when you are using this sound for a school project where you write a radio play and yours is about a group of kids who find a cult in the woods