Eragon
Project Overview
I have always wanted to hear a multicast production of Eragon, so I have decided to do it (at least part of it) myself. This is my first time directing and putting together anything like this, so please, bear with me. If you are cast, you have to have a Skype to be able to attend at least one read through with as much as the cast as possible and ask me any questions you need. Don't worry about the age part of the characters. Most of them are older men, just sound old, gruff, and you might get it. :)
I want this to be a high quality project. I will only be accepting recordings that are good quality. Auditions that I think have the most promise will get a Shout Out from me. If you are not cast, I can still use you as an extra or something, so don't loose hope! I'll comment on most auditions, giving feedback and letting you know what I can use you for.
I would love to add sound effects to this, so if you have had experience with that, you can message me.
Please, take the time to read the book when you audition, it can give you more context clues.
I shortened the deadline for casting, I want to wrap it up by the end of July so we can offically record in August, and I can finish the project in September.
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Voice: Just a normal man
Character: Barkeeper. That's about it.
(in response to Eragon) Grain buyers. They bought everyone's seed at ridiculously low prices, and now they're telling wild stories, expecting us to believe them.
(weakly, trying to prove a point that is false) No, no you don't understand! It is only through the kings unceasing efforts on your behalf that you are able to argue with us in safety!
(like a condescending adult) You misunderstand. We know the Empire cannot care for each of us personally, as you may want, but it can keep Urgals and other abominations from overrunning this... place.
Yeah, if you’re willing to call the Varden small!
Voice: soft, but commanding.
Character: In love with Roran, daughter to Sloan.
(trying to catch her father's attention) Father!
Voice Range: Young teen, kinda high
Character: Typical young teenager, anxious for something to happen and to prove himself to the world.
I would love to hear actual young voice actors try out for this role.
(angry/annoyed) I didn't accept charity. Horst agreed to let me work off the debt this spring. He needs someone to help him because Albriech is going away.
(hesitently) Because... I found this in the Spine, and folks around here don't like that.
(He is calling some people out on a lie) How do you know this? I can say the clouds are green, but that doesn't mean it's true. Prove you aren't lying.
Voice: The voice needs to sound big. Just... big. Like a Santa. But gruffer.
Character: He is the village Blacksmith, really kind man.
(in control) Quiet. Sloan, what have you done now?
(chucking for the first part) No, you keep your strange rock. As for payment, Albriech plans to leave for Feinster next spring. He wants to become a master smith, and I'm going to need an assistant. You can come and work off the debt on your spare days.
Voice: Think Gandalf or Dumbledor. Old and wise.
Character: Brom is shrouded in mystery. He is full of stories about dragons and their riders.
Note: Be prepared for a long speech...
(Rich/majestic/slow/storyteller fashion) The sands of time cannot be stopped. Years pass whether we will them or not... but we can remember. What has been lost may yet live on in memories. That which you will hear is imperfect and fragmented, yet treasure it, for without you it does not exist.
(You do not need to read the entire thing and you don't need to read the Shade's lines) Wind howled through the night, carrying a scent that would change the world. A tall Shade lifted his head and sniffed the air. He looked human except for his crimson hair and maroon eyes. He blinked in surprise. The message had been correct: they were here. Or was it a trap? He weighed the odds, then said icily, "Spread out; hide behind trees and bushes. Stop whoever is coming . . . or die." Around him shuffled twelve Urgals with short swords and round iron shields painted with black symbols. They resembled men with bowed legs and thick, brutish arms made for crushing. A pair of twisted horns grew above their small ears. The monsters hurried into the brush, grunting as they hid. Soon the rustling quieted and the forest was silent again. The Shade peered around a thick tree and looked up the trail. It was too dark for any human to see, but for him the faint moonlight was like sunshine streaming between the trees; every detail was clear and sharp to his searching gaze. He remained unnaturally quiet, a long pale sword in his hand. A wire-thin scratch curved down the blade. The weapon was thin enough to slip between a pair of ribs, yet stout enough to hack through the hardest armor. The Urgals could not see as well as the Shade; they groped like blind beggars, fumbling with their weapons.
Voice: Average young man.
Character. Lived on a farm his entire life, in love with the butcher's daughter, looking to make his father proud.
(happy/to Eragon) I'm glad you're back. How was the trip?
(nervous) Were you able to talk with Katrina?
(upset/incredulous) You told Horst? That was private! If I wanted everyone to know about it, I could have built a bonfire and used smoke signals to communicate. If Sloan finds out, he won't let me see her again!
Voice: A gruff voice, think of a farmer who spends his time yelling instructions.
Character: He is the uncle to Eragon and the father of Roran. He loves them both very much. He is also a very proud man.
(very angry {his pride has been wounded}) You let him pay for it? I told you before, I won't beg for our food! If we can't feed ourselves, we might as well move into town. Before you can turn around twice, they'll be sending us used clothes and asking if we'll be able to get through the winter.
(worried) Tomorrow you'll have to help Roran finish harvesting the barley. If we can get the squash picked, too, the frost won't bother us.
(softly to Roran and Eragon) Consider yourselves fortunate. I have heard this tale only twice in my life. If the Empire knew that Brom had recited it, he would not live to see a new month.
Voice: Gruff, but not to manly. Think greasy, cowardly...
Character: Butcher of the town, always looking for a profit
(greedily) It's pretty, but how much is it worth?
(scared/angry/demanding {maybe shout a bit?}) Get out!
(Just spit it out/angry/on guard) This... boy came in here and started badgering me. I asked him to leave, but he won't budge. I even threatened him and he still ignored me!
Voice: Merchant voice, so strong, persuasive.
Character: He is a traveling jewel merchant, looking for money, but not overly greedy. A kind man.
(Trying to sell Eragon and Garrow something/smooth/convincing) And what might you sirs want to look at? An amulet or trinket for the lady? Not even three crowns, even though it has come all the way from the famed craftsmen of Belatona.
(grim) Because, it only began a few months ago. Whole villages have been forced to move because Urgals destroyed their fields and starvation threatens.
Voice: It should have a hissy quality to it. Very evil.
Character. Durza is a Shade, one of the most evil creatures in the land. They are powerful and command magic.
Note: Please take the time to learn the Magic Word (no pun intended)
(shout it/fast/angry) Garjzla!
(Scream/screech/fast/angry) After her! She is the one I want!
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