The Call of the Flame, Chapter 15 & 16
Lex Herber for Hakkon, the Moon King
The Moon King of an icy realm to the North, a unique Kingdom founded by a broken people, united under a powerful Sorseer in times long past, and ruled by magic-wielding folk ever since. Strength is not enough, but power of the arcane as well. Hakkon is a powerful Sorseer and warrior, but a terrible husband and worse father. And at this wedding, it will come at full display.
An odd balance is needed for the Moon King, between a Vikingr King, and a jaded Sorcerer.
Voice: The Moon King should have a distinctly Icelandic or Scandinavian type of accent. He's always a little drunk, and brutish, like the embodiment of the mythological Thor. He uses fear and power (sometimes literal magic power) to corral his people and often his own family.
NOTE: Lines will have themes of adultery and child abuse.
[A Game of Thrones] The gods be damned. It was a hollow victory they gave me. A crown? It was the girl I prayed them for. Your sister, safe...and mine again, as she was meant to be. I ask you, what good is it to wear a crown? The gods mock the prayers of kings and cowherds alike.
[The Hobbit] I will not parley, as I have said, with armed men at my gate. Nor at all with the people of the Elvan Queen, whom I remember with small kindness. In this debate, they have no place. Begone now! Ere our arrows fly!
[Dr. Faustus] Philosophy is odious and obscure; Both law and physic are for petty wits. It's magic, magic that hath ravished me.
