The League of Shadows presents a soundtrack for enjoyment by all Elementals!
Each piece is meant to loop in the screens the titles refer to (indicated in parentheses). Each track is looped once to demonstrate how it would sound while looping.
Browse each piece individually below, or click on the top for the full playlist!
The Spinning Wheel (Oracle screen)
The Oracle stands in the temple, calmly waiting for his newest supplicant. Ah, there he is. The man lets out a small chuckle. This is his favorite part of his job, after all. With one mighty heave, the Oracle moves the lever, and the wheel of elements coalesces around him, and begins to revolve. It spins and spins, faster and faster, and the traveler looks in nervous awe. The wheel turns and turns and the oracle stands and waits, until finally, the wheel slows, pausing over each element in turn before finally coming to a stop. Air, eh? The Oracle draws in a breath. |  | Enter the Arena (Arena Deck Submission screens)
Slow feet make their way through the hall-- slow, yet determined. For this is the Arena, where the best of the best pit themselves in savage duels. And there can be only one winner... The warrior quickens his pace, feeling the energy of the place urging him forwards. A pause. Is he ready? He looks towards his gear, he thinks of his spells, he remembers his war-beasts and the wisdom of the Oracle. The trials he faced merely to qualify the presence of his worn boots in this -- He breaths in... and resumes his measured pace towards the gates. No more distractions. It is time.
|  | Set up Shop (Bazaar, Deckbuilding screens)
It is dawn, and a city awakes from its slumber. As the sun rises, the denizens hasten their preparations, unloading supplies, setting up stalls and preparing their shops. Throughout the settlement, elementals and merchants leave their homes and wagons and head to the marketplace, eager to begin the day's business, some browsing through artifacts and spellscrolls whilst others take up the sword. All are eager to tackle the day's trials.
|  | Arena Champion (Arena top 10 match)
To battle! The Arena gates have opened, and fighters stream out onto the blooded dirt, eager for the taste of glory. As the sun blazes down upon the struggling foes, you move to Cut. Them. Down. As blood and sweat drips and seeps into the sand, five hundred become halved, then quartered. Carefully, you pace yourself until finally, the last ten remain, your last opponents on this bloody day. You eye each other with savage grins.
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