Spiridale
Project Overview
This is a casting call for the game we are developing called Spiridale. Spiridale is about a young adventurer who needs to take down a witch who has dominion over dragons.
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They should sound quite important. This should also take about 30 seconds to say. if it's 25-35 seconds, that's fine.
The world of Spiridale. Once, this was a peaceful place. A beautiful place. But not all beauty may last. Necrea, the dark witch who holds dominion over the race of dragons, took control of the Frigil Mountains, and seeks to grasp hold of the ultimate prize - The world in which we live.
It is up to you to stop her. The lives of the people of Spiridale are in your hands. So wake up!
This is an ancient dude chilling in a cave. You'll want to give them a deep, almost dusty voice. I can add effects to the voice if you are unable to give off the impression of an ancient deity, but if you are well versed in using voice effects, feel free.
So, you dare enter the Orchard Cave... You clearly do not know the terrors that await you... Namely me, the Crystal Guardian!
Well, you have bested me... Clearly, you are quite capable.
You have been bested. The Crystal Guardian is undefeated!
An evil witch who acts almost like an ungrateful teenager, plus the whole taking over the world thing. With the calmer lines, she would sound more mature with a deeper voice but has a higher voice when angry.
Is this the Alicia that I have heard so much about? This is the one who was supposed to slay me?
Is this the Durras that I have heard so much about? This is the one who was supposed to slay me?
I AM NECREA! I AM ETERNAL! I HAVE DOMINION OVER YOU!
To be expected. Now you can join the army of Mistress Death.
Lorelei is a siren who is proficient with medication. She has a graceful voice that sounds almost like singing.
Another soldier enters my domain? Did they not warn you of what happened to the others? Yet you seem intent on causing my demise. Tell me, child. Are you in need of my medicine? You must need it if you are so insane as to challenge Lorelei in her own territory!
And so I fall. It is a shame. Mistress Death, I meet you now.
I apologise, child. My medicine you shall not receive. You die here.
Dokfar is a dark elf. He has a scratchy and guttural voice but has hints of a cocky teenager in his lines.
They sent you? Idiots. All of them. My power is far beyond their lowly elven magics. I have a far more… acquired taste.
I presume this is my end then. I do hope the Mistress welcomes me back with open arms.
I simply don’t know what the elves expected from a child.
The Great Serpent is, well, a very large serpent. She lingers on 'S's when she speaks and sounds almost maternal.
A child! A mere child! They sent one so small to put an end to the queen of the sands. What might you do, young one? Tickle me until I die? I’m afraid if that’s your strategy, it will not be an effective one. I shall give you this chance to flee. … No? Then I accept your challenge.
This is not- what I had in mind. I wonder if my mother shall recognise me.
Sink.
The Draconic Lord is the chief dragon who serves under Necrea and is the second last boss. He speaks in a very polite way with a deep pitch.
You have done well. I must congratulate you on reaching this far. Though you are my enemy, I have upmost respect for you. This is, however, where your story ends. I must apologise. I would say I would like nothing more than to let you pass but that would be a lie. I do wish for one thing more than that. To see your head on a pedestal.
Well done. You have leaped over your penultimate hurdle. You must now face my master, my mother. Necrea is her name, and though I have taken a liking to you, she will end your life. I am sad to say that I am sure I shall see you in the Mistress’ halls soon enough.
I am simply doing what I must. Goodbye, young one. May you be served the finest wine of the Mistress’ kitchens.
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