Discover 14 fantasy releases with free Bandcamp download codes from independent artists and labels.
The Cave is a story of a king assembling his finest warriors to defeat The Necromancer who has taken claim to ruins on the outskirts of the kingdom. Songs of glory and songs of sacrifice. The price of victory is often paid in blood.
'Dark medieval times'. Let tales of the castles and creatures of old soothe the soul. Old-school dungeon synth styled fantasy-inspired minimalism. Composed entirely using guitar sounds and manipulations, throughout January to early March 2026 Released May 26, 2026 All music and words by The Empress witchofcreation.bandcamp.com
Zuknix the Toad has been observing his master, Kalinibus the Wizard. Little does the old Wizard know that Zuknix has inhaled the magic of one too many a potion and has now developed the capacity to cast spells. One morning Zuknix begins an incantation in his cage... This little fantasy synth track is made with 3 custom patches I programmed on the Yamaha Reface DX and a light sprinkling of pluckiness from my NS Design electric violin. credits released May 19, 2026 Music composed and performed by Cornelis Jordaan Hardware used: Yamaha Reface DX, NS Design electric violin.
Track 10 from Nine Worlds https://edwardgivens.bandcamp.com/album/nine-worlds
The runner has a sole purpose - he carries the words of the Regent to the farthest corners of the kingdom. Across plains, through thick trees, along the coast, and over mountains. His slippers of speed carry him like the wind carries a song. credits released May 1, 2026 Music composed by Cornelis Jordaan. Featured album art "Elven Water Runner" © Wouter Florusse, used with permission. All rights reserved.
There is an adventure afoot… Thraxoxl, the Lizardfolk Paladin is about to embark on a dangerous quest into a haunted underground place that lies deep in the forest outside of Fenthenbrook, and this album is his soundtrack. released September 2, 2024 ► Featured Cover Artwork © 2024 Vagelio Kaliva, used with permission. All rights reserved. ► Design by Cornelis Jordaan. ► Special thanks to the following folks for making some of the amazing and inspiring instruments that I use in my work: • Jacobus van Soelen for the baroque violin. • Atilla Szekeres for the tagelharpa. • Ned Steinberger and NS Design for the electric violin. • Eduardo Tarilonte for the flutes and percussion.
6 track album
Æ R T H V A A L I give all my music for free to those who need. If you use a code, please consider writing a review/comment on Bandcamp. This story is written in a homemade language. Sýn mæl-æl hér: jtpro.org/aerthvaal/ Sagan Ser Dævis Nývr-ar ok Hér-ar Þrøk-folg-ar · · · "Ser Dævis Nývr-un: Dævis-ar Mæl ok Flunkr-ar Vrýtstav" Eit sagan vel-ærth-ar — Ser Dævis Nývr-un, aldh-un lífan-vel-ís am ok nývr-ís am ok vel-fýr-ar þrøkan-un; ok Byrna-un, aldh-eit vel-ærth-ar, aldh-un nær-vel-fýr-un am; ok hvat folgan at vel-grund-ok.
10 track album 𝙈𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙙𝙮 𝙎𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 | 𝙎𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨: 𝙍𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 is a small collection of music from the 'Melody Stories' series that have been completely remade from the ground up with new virtual instruments and remastered. Video game themed music that was originally created during VGM Composition Challenges.
She dug with her hands. She dug until her fingers bled. Then she kept digging. The world had broken her spirit. She was done with it. She wanted the dark, quiet, uncaring indifference of the soil. She wanted to be where nothing was expected of her. She wanted to become something which no one expects anything from. She lay down in the hole she had dug, covered herself in soil and pulled the layer of grass she had previously dug up over herself like a blanket. She hoped to disappear. She expected to disappear. Instead, something appeared. She felt warmth coming up from the ground. Then came the roots slithering towards her through the soil, moving slowly and deliberately, the way that roots always do. She felt them wrapping around her ankles, then her wrists and finally her neck. She knew she should be afraid but she was too tired for fear. She did not fight back. The soil filled her lungs and she breathed it. She had crawled into the Earth to become nothing. But the Earth had other plans. Now she felt herself becoming... more. Seconds became minutes, minutes became hours, hours became days, days became months and months became seasons. Then she became the seasons. By the following winter she could feel every tree above her as an extension of herself. She felt their thirst, their stillness, and their complete ignorance of suffering and malice. She had wanted indifference so badly... ... But somehow, she felt that something, for the first time, had truly noticed her.
Artwork by Nuno Lourenço. Check out his work here: www.facebook.com/PreposterousArtForTheDifferenciated This is an early release. Started this around noon today and have been working on this almost the whole day. I will probably change some stuff (composition-wise) and work on the sound a bit more, adjusting the volume and such... "The acolytes live in the Folóï oak forest where they devote their lives to serving Nature’s spirits. When the forest is threatened by outsiders, they are swayed by the power and allure of Erebos, the God of darkness and shadow, who promises to protect them and their way of life. In exchange for their devotion, Erebos grants them more power but over time their spirits and even the forest around them — the very thing they seek to preserve — are corrupted by his malice. They hold onto their memories of the bright spirits and their lost harmony with nature. They long for their old ways but are trapped in Erebos' hold... forever?"
Far south of the Kingdom of Illoraeth, lay a small village in the highlands. Over the course of three nights, the sky became crimson red, and an unnatural sense of dread settled over the inhabitants. On the first night, the wizard Loryndas spoke of a terrible fate, although the citizens didn't believe him, and instead took to the hills for a festival. On the second night, the village was silent, the air heavy with a horrible pressure, like the moment before a raging storm. On the final night, something terrible awoke, and dawn never came. This is the last account of Loryndas the Wise.
All music written by Nicholas Pahman Logo by Video Nite Mastering by Vandal Mastering www.vandalmastering.com A big thank you to my caring and supportive partner Selena, I cannot do any of this without you. In memory of Georgie the Earless Dedicated to all that keep surviving, and will continue to do so, never give up. It's so much better when you are here.
