@Kellen Rhett The two people above me are two accounts controlled by one guy trying to make his scam more convincing. I’m sure everyone knows, I’m just making sure.
One of my favourite parts of my first playthrough was during my final battle against the siren. I brought my best Man at arms to lead the team, Barristan. During the fight, time and time again, the Siren sang her song to barristan, trying to brainwash him, but time and time again he resisted. In desperation, the monstrosity blow her shell as hard as she could, trying to bring our champion over the edge. Instead, he became invigorated, no doubt reminded of the war horns of his past. With one last brutal counter attack, the monster was put out of its misery and the team returned to the town without a scratch. I will never forget Barristan, the anti simp. He later died, staying in the Darkest Dungeon to ensure his companion's scape.
Idk if this was intentional but Barristan is Red Hook's name for the Man-at-Arms. There's even a trinket referencing this, from the collector! Good thing he survived, or getting "Barristan's Head" from the collector fight would be heartwrenching
The Crusader, a man whose name had been long forgotten in the pursuit of his faith, stood on the rugged cliffs overlooking the treacherous cove. The Siren army had become a looming threat to the peaceful country nestled beside the sea, and the responsibility to defend it had fallen heavily on his shoulders. As the wind whistled through his tattered cloak, he couldn't help but wonder about the family he had left behind to answer this divine calling. Few were willing to join him on this perilous mission, for the cove had become notorious for the sinister rumors that swirled around it. Tales of monstrous creatures lurking in the depths, seducing unsuspecting souls to join their ranks, sent shivers down the spines of even the bravest. The volunteers who did come forward were often society's outcasts - lowlifes, bandits, and those with nothing to lose. The Crusader led this motley crew deep into the heart of the cove, and the journey was long and arduous. They braved the relentless storms and unnerving silence that hung in the air. For years, they pressed on, surviving on meager rations and the remnants of their faith, trusting in the Crusader's unwavering determination. Then, one fateful evening, as the sun set over the horizon, they heard it-a haunting melody emanating from the depths of the cove. It was a song that stirred their deepest desires and fears. The closer they ventured, the stronger the enchantment became. To the Crusader, the source was nothing but a hideous monster, but to his companions, it was the embodiment of their long-lost loves, their most profound desires, and beautiful women beckoning them to join. The Crusader was unable to rouse them from their stupor, and the haunting tune began to affect him as well. He found himself drifting into a world of his own, where his family awaited him, his wife's warm embrace, and his children's laughter filled his ears. The Siren whispered in his mind, "Just come live here. We will be the lovely family again." But as the Crusader's resolve wavered, a glimmer of reality shone through. He clutched the cross that his son had given him before he left, the same cross that had been a constant reminder of his duty and the world he had left behind. With a newfound determination, he raised his sword and, with pain coursing through his veins, cut off one of his ears. The shock of the self-inflicted pain brought him back to the real world, and he saw with horror that he had lost himself in the Siren's song. Frantically, he sought to awaken his comrades, shaking them out of their reverie. Slowly, three of them stirred, disoriented and bewildered. The Siren's true form emerged from the depths, revealing its grotesque nature. Its alluring facade had been shattered, and the crew, now free from the enchantment, rallied to their leader's side. The battle against the Siren army began in earnest, the Crusader leading the charge with newfound fervor and his comrades fighting alongside him. The clash between the faithful Crusader and the monstrous Siren army unfolded in the cove, as the fate of the country near the sea hung in the balance. The Crusader had found strength in his faith and the love of his family, proving that the bonds of reality and duty could triumph over the most seductive of illusions. The battle raged on, but the Crusader and his companions stood united, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.
In case anyone didn’t know this, you can attempt to control who the siren calls by giving the other three party members holy water. Typically she aims for the party member with the lowest Debuff resistance. Giving her an abom or antiquarian is fantastic
I had a vestal with a disease that gave her lowered debuff resistance. Turns out pairing her with two lepers for that fight worked wonders, because she had no hopes of healing the boss enough to matter. It's a trick that worked twice for me in the same playthrough.
it's not to resist the mind control, it's to make her pick a target that has the lowest debuff resist. for some reason the AI still seeks out low debuff heroes even though it does nothing for her
Possibly the saddest boss fight. I'm like the majority of the other bosses, the siren was an evil person oh, but a young girl sacrificed to the Deep Horrors under the sea. Killing her is less about getting Justice for what they have done, and more putting her out of her misery
@@thegreatgonzales6813 Oh, right! I forgot him. And then there were people he hurt who aren't bosses at all, like the people he sacrificed to the Swine god and those who were slaughtered by the mercenary army with the cannon.
Can you spam get down on an antiquarian so she tries to target them endlessly only for her to dodge? I just think the idea of the siren trying to charm one and the antiquarian is just flailing and screaming in the corner of the room is kinda funny
A beautiful song washes over you....you realize too late that it is the sirens call you cannot control your actions as you drift towards The hypnotizing song to be lost forever....
The Crusader, a man whose name had been long forgotten in the pursuit of his faith, stood on the rugged cliffs overlooking the treacherous cove. The Siren army had become a looming threat to the peaceful country nestled beside the sea, and the responsibility to defend it had fallen heavily on his shoulders. As the wind whistled through his tattered cloak, he couldn't help but wonder about the family he had left behind to answer this divine calling. Few were willing to join him on this perilous mission, for the cove had become notorious for the sinister rumors that swirled around it. Tales of monstrous creatures lurking in the depths, seducing unsuspecting souls to join their ranks, sent shivers down the spines of even the bravest. The volunteers who did come forward were often society's outcasts - lowlifes, bandits, and those with nothing to lose. The Crusader led this motley crew deep into the heart of the cove, and the journey was long and arduous. They braved the relentless storms and unnerving silence that hung in the air. For years, they pressed on, surviving on meager rations and the remnants of their faith, trusting in the Crusader's unwavering determination. Then, one fateful evening, as the sun set over the horizon, they heard it-a haunting melody emanating from the depths of the cove. It was a song that stirred their deepest desires and fears. The closer they ventured, the stronger the enchantment became. To the Crusader, the source was nothing but a hideous monster, but to his companions, it was the embodiment of their long-lost loves, their most profound desires, and beautiful women beckoning them to join. The Crusader was unable to rouse them from their stupor, and the haunting tune began to affect him as well. He found himself drifting into a world of his own, where his family awaited him, his wife's warm embrace, and his children's laughter filled his ears. The Siren whispered in his mind, "Just come live here. We will be the lovely family again." But as the Crusader's resolve wavered, a glimmer of reality shone through. He clutched the cross that his son had given him before he left, the same cross that had been a constant reminder of his duty and the world he had left behind. With a newfound determination, he raised his sword and, with pain coursing through his veins, cut off one of his ears. The shock of the self-inflicted pain brought him back to the real world, and he saw with horror that he had lost himself in the Siren's song. Frantically, he sought to awaken his comrades, shaking them out of their reverie. Slowly, three of them stirred, disoriented and bewildered. The Siren's true form emerged from the depths, revealing its grotesque nature. Its alluring facade had been shattered, and the crew, now free from the enchantment, rallied to their leader's side. The battle against the Siren army began in earnest, the Crusader leading the charge with newfound fervor and his comrades fighting alongside him. The clash between the faithful Crusader and the monstrous Siren army unfolded in the cove, as the fate of the country near the sea hung in the balance. The Crusader had found strength in his faith and the love of his family, proving that the bonds of reality and duty could triumph over the most seductive of illusions. The battle raged on, but the Crusader and his companions stood united, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.
Is it just me or your party members still retain some sort of control? As in, all the heroes who got entranced by the Siren in my playthrough instead of attacking my party opted by healing themselves most of the time, it's like they wanted to protect their new lover but also didn't want to hurt their comrades.
Speak for yourself. My hellion used Bleed Out while She was controlled. Of my HWM haven't dodged It he would have been brought to Death's Door, with a bleed on top of it.
Seems like most female heroes have lower debuff resist, or something. She consistently tries to charm my shieldbreaker and vestal, and looking at the comment section the antiquarian is often placed as bait too XDDDDD
This should have been the balance point for difficulty of the whole game. Just difficult enough to give you a run for your money but not rage inducing over powered bullshit
Honestly, "Legendary" dungeon enemies are just flat-out unfair- Their dodge rates, HP, resistances, and CRIT rates skyrocket with nothing even similar among heroes.
@Noah Kirsch By "bugged", what exactly do you mean? I don't deny that the fight is pretty easy (albeit annoying because of how long it takes thanks to Heave To healing the crew every single turn), but what about it is bugged?
@@williamwright4813 the anchor does absolutely nothing to Virtuous heroes. so you just take a few virtue-chance-boosting trinkets, get at least one character to Virtuous, and have them frontline to completely remove that mechanic.
Antiquarian: "I'm glad you chose to bring me along! So, what's my job?"
Me: "Bait."
antiquarian: "w-what?"
The only fight I’m willing to bring an antiquarian
@Kellen Rhett The two people above me are two accounts controlled by one guy trying to make his scam more convincing.
I’m sure everyone knows, I’m just making sure.
@@mr.cup6yearsago211 I’ve never met this man in my life
@@davidgeorge1943 lmao, apparently the comments I was referring to got deleted. Nice.
Jokes on you
IM NOT A SIMP!
*Crit Finale*
One of my favourite parts of my first playthrough was during my final battle against the siren.
I brought my best Man at arms to lead the team, Barristan.
During the fight, time and time again, the Siren sang her song to barristan, trying to brainwash him, but time and time again he resisted. In desperation, the monstrosity blow her shell as hard as she could, trying to bring our champion over the edge.
Instead, he became invigorated, no doubt reminded of the war horns of his past. With one last brutal counter attack, the monster was put out of its misery and the team returned to the town without a scratch.
I will never forget Barristan, the anti simp. He later died, staying in the Darkest Dungeon to ensure his companion's scape.
Sorrowful be the heart penitent o... nevermind wrong game
Fucking Epic.
In honor of Barristan, we persevere.
Idk if this was intentional but Barristan is Red Hook's name for the Man-at-Arms. There's even a trinket referencing this, from the collector! Good thing he survived, or getting "Barristan's Head" from the collector fight would be heartwrenching
The Crusader, a man whose name had been long forgotten in the pursuit of his faith, stood on the rugged cliffs overlooking the treacherous cove. The Siren army had become a looming threat to the peaceful country nestled beside the sea, and the responsibility to defend it had fallen heavily on his shoulders. As the wind whistled through his tattered cloak, he couldn't help but wonder about the family he had left behind to answer this divine calling.
Few were willing to join him on this perilous mission, for the cove had become notorious for the sinister rumors that swirled around it. Tales of monstrous creatures lurking in the depths, seducing unsuspecting souls to join their ranks, sent shivers down the spines of even the bravest. The volunteers who did come forward were often society's outcasts - lowlifes, bandits, and those with nothing to lose.
The Crusader led this motley crew deep into the heart of the cove, and the journey was long and arduous. They braved the relentless storms and unnerving silence that hung in the air. For years, they pressed on, surviving on meager rations and the remnants of their faith, trusting in the Crusader's unwavering determination.
Then, one fateful evening, as the sun set over the horizon, they heard it-a haunting melody emanating from the depths of the cove. It was a song that stirred their deepest desires and fears. The closer they ventured, the stronger the enchantment became. To the Crusader, the source was nothing but a hideous monster, but to his companions, it was the embodiment of their long-lost loves, their most profound desires, and beautiful women beckoning them to join.
The Crusader was unable to rouse them from their stupor, and the haunting tune began to affect him as well. He found himself drifting into a world of his own, where his family awaited him, his wife's warm embrace, and his children's laughter filled his ears. The Siren whispered in his mind, "Just come live here. We will be the lovely family again."
But as the Crusader's resolve wavered, a glimmer of reality shone through. He clutched the cross that his son had given him before he left, the same cross that had been a constant reminder of his duty and the world he had left behind. With a newfound determination, he raised his sword and, with pain coursing through his veins, cut off one of his ears.
The shock of the self-inflicted pain brought him back to the real world, and he saw with horror that he had lost himself in the Siren's song. Frantically, he sought to awaken his comrades, shaking them out of their reverie. Slowly, three of them stirred, disoriented and bewildered.
The Siren's true form emerged from the depths, revealing its grotesque nature. Its alluring facade had been shattered, and the crew, now free from the enchantment, rallied to their leader's side. The battle against the Siren army began in earnest, the Crusader leading the charge with newfound fervor and his comrades fighting alongside him.
The clash between the faithful Crusader and the monstrous Siren army unfolded in the cove, as the fate of the country near the sea hung in the balance. The Crusader had found strength in his faith and the love of his family, proving that the bonds of reality and duty could triumph over the most seductive of illusions. The battle raged on, but the Crusader and his companions stood united, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.
She sings only to her prey...
Ha ha! Wrong!
She sings to me as well.
I will fight for my love!
@@rachdarastrix5251 Yeah we're totally not on our lovers-the siren's side
In case anyone didn’t know this, you can attempt to control who the siren calls by giving the other three party members holy water. Typically she aims for the party member with the lowest Debuff resistance. Giving her an abom or antiquarian is fantastic
I had a vestal with a disease that gave her lowered debuff resistance. Turns out pairing her with two lepers for that fight worked wonders, because she had no hopes of healing the boss enough to matter. It's a trick that worked twice for me in the same playthrough.
I agree with you on the Antiquarian, but definitely not the Abomination. There's a chance that the Abomination could transform on her side.
you could also selectively give people debuff resist (+/-) trinkets to make it a little more consistent
@@dust6711 didn't they change siren so that debuff resist no longer works against her
it's not to resist the mind control, it's to make her pick a target that has the lowest debuff resist. for some reason the AI still seeks out low debuff heroes even though it does nothing for her
Possibly the saddest boss fight. I'm like the majority of the other bosses, the siren was an evil person oh, but a young girl sacrificed to the Deep Horrors under the sea. Killing her is less about getting Justice for what they have done, and more putting her out of her misery
Haunting words, thanks for the write-up. I love reading into this game. It stirs so many bleak feelings and ideas. I love it.
She messed with the wrong ancestor
The drowned crew, necromancers, hag, and miller were his victims as well.
@@warrioroflight6872 Don't forget the prophet, the ancestor always had his "eyes" on him
@@thegreatgonzales6813
Oh, right! I forgot him. And then there were people he hurt who aren't bosses at all, like the people he sacrificed to the Swine god and those who were slaughtered by the mercenary army with the cannon.
I like how this track is dynamically put into the actual battle whenever the Siren uses Song of Desire.
Can you spam get down on an antiquarian so she tries to target them endlessly only for her to dodge?
I just think the idea of the siren trying to charm one and the antiquarian is just flailing and screaming in the corner of the room is kinda funny
A beautiful song washes over you....you realize too late that it is the sirens call you cannot control your actions as you drift towards The hypnotizing song to be lost forever....
Your only hope now lies with your companions. Hopefully they will not be forced to kill you...
"For the tides!"
I wish all the bosses got unique themes
"That harpy wears scales!"
Those 10 dislikes are the last sad attempt of The Siren Queen's victim's attempt to warn others before being disemboweled.
when the conch shell starts mutating
The Crusader, a man whose name had been long forgotten in the pursuit of his faith, stood on the rugged cliffs overlooking the treacherous cove. The Siren army had become a looming threat to the peaceful country nestled beside the sea, and the responsibility to defend it had fallen heavily on his shoulders. As the wind whistled through his tattered cloak, he couldn't help but wonder about the family he had left behind to answer this divine calling.
Few were willing to join him on this perilous mission, for the cove had become notorious for the sinister rumors that swirled around it. Tales of monstrous creatures lurking in the depths, seducing unsuspecting souls to join their ranks, sent shivers down the spines of even the bravest. The volunteers who did come forward were often society's outcasts - lowlifes, bandits, and those with nothing to lose.
The Crusader led this motley crew deep into the heart of the cove, and the journey was long and arduous. They braved the relentless storms and unnerving silence that hung in the air. For years, they pressed on, surviving on meager rations and the remnants of their faith, trusting in the Crusader's unwavering determination.
Then, one fateful evening, as the sun set over the horizon, they heard it-a haunting melody emanating from the depths of the cove. It was a song that stirred their deepest desires and fears. The closer they ventured, the stronger the enchantment became. To the Crusader, the source was nothing but a hideous monster, but to his companions, it was the embodiment of their long-lost loves, their most profound desires, and beautiful women beckoning them to join.
The Crusader was unable to rouse them from their stupor, and the haunting tune began to affect him as well. He found himself drifting into a world of his own, where his family awaited him, his wife's warm embrace, and his children's laughter filled his ears. The Siren whispered in his mind, "Just come live here. We will be the lovely family again."
But as the Crusader's resolve wavered, a glimmer of reality shone through. He clutched the cross that his son had given him before he left, the same cross that had been a constant reminder of his duty and the world he had left behind. With a newfound determination, he raised his sword and, with pain coursing through his veins, cut off one of his ears.
The shock of the self-inflicted pain brought him back to the real world, and he saw with horror that he had lost himself in the Siren's song. Frantically, he sought to awaken his comrades, shaking them out of their reverie. Slowly, three of them stirred, disoriented and bewildered.
The Siren's true form emerged from the depths, revealing its grotesque nature. Its alluring facade had been shattered, and the crew, now free from the enchantment, rallied to their leader's side. The battle against the Siren army began in earnest, the Crusader leading the charge with newfound fervor and his comrades fighting alongside him.
The clash between the faithful Crusader and the monstrous Siren army unfolded in the cove, as the fate of the country near the sea hung in the balance. The Crusader had found strength in his faith and the love of his family, proving that the bonds of reality and duty could triumph over the most seductive of illusions. The battle raged on, but the Crusader and his companions stood united, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.
Is it just me or your party members still retain some sort of control? As in, all the heroes who got entranced by the Siren in my playthrough instead of attacking my party opted by healing themselves most of the time, it's like they wanted to protect their new lover but also didn't want to hurt their comrades.
Speak for yourself. My hellion used Bleed Out while She was controlled. Of my HWM haven't dodged It he would have been brought to Death's Door, with a bleed on top of it.
i think it was just RNG, but definitly makes for some pretty good roleplay
this is...wicked
mfw she controlls the 200% damage jester
From my experience fighting this boss, the Siren is most certainly a lesbian.
Seems like most female heroes have lower debuff resist, or something. She consistently tries to charm my shieldbreaker and vestal, and looking at the comment section the antiquarian is often placed as bait too XDDDDD
Except when she turned Bi so my Leper would crit my Houndmaster into oblivion
@@minaly22 poor anticuarian girl gets no mercy and is DD' favorite siren's bait
Mentiría si dijera que no fue una gran boss fight, pero me sigue doliendo haber perdido mi bufón y mi vestal en la batalla.
Such passion 🖤
The tides rises and the tides falls
This should have been the balance point for difficulty of the whole game. Just difficult enough to give you a run for your money but not rage inducing over powered bullshit
Honestly, "Legendary" dungeon enemies are just flat-out unfair- Their dodge rates, HP, resistances, and CRIT rates skyrocket with nothing even similar among heroes.
Cough cough Thing from the Stars Cough cough Crocodile Cough cough DD3 Cough cough Chevalier
@@greed0599 Did someone say that one bastard in the Warrens with Cripple Them?
the booba fight
Muito bom!!!!💙💙💙💙💙
A disappointingly easy fight, but very good music nevertheless
@Noah Kirsch By "bugged", what exactly do you mean? I don't deny that the fight is pretty easy (albeit annoying because of how long it takes thanks to Heave To healing the crew every single turn), but what about it is bugged?
Remind yourself that overconfidence is a slow and insidious killer
Music! Louder than a hundred cannons!
Bloodmoon/stygian torchless players want to know your location
@@williamwright4813 the anchor does absolutely nothing to Virtuous heroes. so you just take a few virtue-chance-boosting trinkets, get at least one character to Virtuous, and have them frontline to completely remove that mechanic.