Welcome to the Brass Eagle / Main Cast Call (PODCAST)
Crashy-Eric Fletcher for Narrator (they/he/she)
MAIN ROLE
The Narrator introduces the first episode and will appear throughout the rest of the series. In addition to providing background and helping set the stage of each episode, they often narrate events that would be difficult to convey through audio alone.
They gradually take on a more prominent role in the overarching series as they transform from an omniscient voice to a character with intrinsic ties to the story.
Clarity and familiarity are very important aspects of the Narrator's voice, and it's important that their narration is versatile, able to go from intimate (i.e. telling stories around a campfire) to grand (i.e. giving a speech in front of a massive crowd).
They should sound warm and welcoming, but have the potential to express a variety of emotion.
The Narrator is open to any actor regardless of identity or background.
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Each episode will be rehearsed during a live remote table read with the other actors, director, and producer so that feedback can be provided. After this first read, the Narrator can record independently if they so choose.
Since the Narrator is not directly interacting with the other characters, the actor will be able to record individually with pickups being done as needed.
In the frigid north of the world, far from any settlement of timber and stone, rolling gray hills stretch to the horizon. Sparse clouds hang low over the dark landscape, obscuring narrow rock chasms thick with gorse and heather. In the distance, the foothills ascend to mountains of immense stature. Their jagged stone bodies tower over the land, puncturing through the fields and rising to tremendous cathedrals of stone silhouetted against the stars.
With a dismissive wave of her hand, Amara holds the door for Ellis before they are both swallowed by the swirling white of the storm. The Keeper rolls his eyes, sighs, and smiles a bit despite himself. Despite the near constant headaches, he must admit-–life has been much more interesting recently.
Time? I find it strange how you always come back to that. You've got all the time in the world. Or have you forgotten?
