Update for new roles 13/2/2017
As the title suggests.
Plot:
The civil war of Skyrim was over, with the assassination of Emperor Titus Mede II as its ultimate result. The emperor's heir, Prince Julius Mede, had ascended the throne as the new emperor of this dusking nation, who would soon increase the empire's tension with the An-Xileel that governs the Black Marsh, and cause further conflicts with the Aldmeri Dominion down south; while High Rock's nobility had plunged the province into starvation and chaos, and Skyrim had yet to recover from the war that plagued the realm, Cyrodiil was left alone.
As the politicians and nobles worry and plan for their own safety in the wars to come, the new emperor focused only on the search for an Elder Scroll, lost to the ages, buried in a ruin that had never been marked on maps and in history. The reason behind his search was unknown, but if one thing was certain, it would be that this Elder Scroll bears knowledge that can change the understanding of the people towards this very world.
Julius Mede's search shall led the hero of Skyrim to the summit of the White-Gold Tower. There, the two shall confront each other; there, the hero of Skyrim shall unveil their true and final destiny; there, the fate of the world shall be decided; and there, the gods shall have their final tournament in this arena.
In this story, the hero of Skyrim will learn of their true identity as Shezzarine, the mortal incarnation of Lorkhan, and bear the burdens that this title would bring them. The player will travel with Onmund, an aspiring and intelligent mage, in their journey for the Elder Scroll that Emperor Julius Mede desperately wanted; as the Elder Scroll would be the key to all answers regarding Shezzarine's fate.
The theme of this story is generally dark, grim, and mysterious, and there would be a great deal of freedom provided to the player regarding dialogues and choices in quests. In this mod, you can roleplay to your liking, and interact with the characters however you desire.
I have written a certain extent of philosophy and ideology in the story, however, players who find that boring can definitely ignore them, while the players who are interested can discuss and even debate that with the characters, and that's one of the keypoints of my mod - freedom.
This mod rewrites Onmund, effectively making him a follower with 3000 lines and a unique personality. Onmund will be one of the five key characters in the story, with the other four being Emperor Julius Mede I, the son of the late emperor Titus Mede II; The High Archon, leader and founder of the third Aldmeri Dominion; Ingvi, the sister of Onmund; and the player themselves.
The story takes place after the end of the Skyrim Civil War, the Dark Brotherhood and the College of Winterhold questline, which makes this mod a post-ending quest mod, i.e. the true ending. Logically, I'd list the completion of the main quests (Alduin questline) as one of the requirements to begin the story, but I understand a great deal of people are using alternate start mods, which effectively remove them from the title of Dragonborn. I would make this mod compatible with the idea.
I need voice actors and actresses, plus level designers, modelers and textures. Since this is Casting Call, I'll focus on voice acting.
As the title suggests.
Main character of the story. Has thousands of lines.
One way or another, I'll take it back.
You killed my mentor, you killed my friends!
I promise you. If we both live through it, if we both make it to the end - we will have a home. A home, a future, where there is only the both of us.
Emperor of Tamriel, son of Titus Mede II and incarnation of a god. He is a major antagonist. Majestic, calm, vengeful, and possesses the charisma of a great leader. He is in his early 40s.
(not evil, middle age, calm) If these months in the Imperial Court has taught me anything at all, it would be that everything could be a conspiracy, and betrayal often comes from our closest friends.
(not evil, young) What the hell were you even thinking, father?! Vampire, Argonians, the deal - all just a trap you set up to test your own son?
(evil, middle age) The light shall be your end, for the sun gives me power. By the next dawn of Tamriel, the dusk of Nirn shall be marked.
The leader of the Aldmeri Dominion.
So be it. Your irrelevant opinion is the least of my concern.
If Julius died in the Great War, Lo'deri wouldn't have to die, Alinor would have been safe, thousands of families would have remained intact!
Get inside the tower, all of you! We can't face all of them at once!
The Faceless Emissary is a Great Old One, in other words, a deep, dark, unknowable God, who has no gender, no age, and is impossible to be described and measured by mortal means. Their voice is neither masculine nor feminine, and is in a loud and clear whisper. They consider every conscious being to be meaningless objects.
All I had to do, was to give it a false hope, and it would catch the bait until it discovers doom is at its doorstep.
Shezarrine wore the ring, and only Shezarrine can take it off.
But you are not the Et'ada of Mischief, neither was the last Aldmeri king. You are all just its mortal reflection, insignificant compared to the extinct pantheon.
I just want you to see how hideously that cat died. His wrath shattered him into ashes.
Soon, He will return, and unmake the mortal bindings forced upon us. We elves will become gods and goddesses again!
"Aldmeri Dominion", a foolish name suggested by an ignorant woman - the woman that has failed her destiny thrice!
Ayranaceth's son, an ancient prince of snow elves. An incarnation of Lorkhan, a violent militant.
Morthahia, Ayranaceth. A trumbi tyebala. (Your fate is dark, Ayranaceth. I take your power now.)
Nagaiale! Molagi sourahtan! (Slaughter! Burn all that you can reach into ashes!)
Vashawend, mama, anda elden. Oio angalayond na heca. (Farewell, mother, old friend. The eternal winter is over.)
Gnaeus was the prince and heir of the empire, in a flashback sequence. He didn't truly want power, and was tired of the games in the court. He knew that the great noble houses were using him as a pawn, but he purposefully ignored it, because he believed that he was not meant to be a strong ruler. He was never trained to be a ruler because it was meant for his eldest brother; the burden fell upon him as his brother was slain in the Great War. Gnaeus is more like a playboy noble than a future emperor.
Legally, I'm allowed to own property outside the palace, but actually doing so - that won't make father happy.
Father, Salvians, Motierres, Mathalons - they're suffocating me, you know that?
I just want to be... me. Your brother, your nephew's father - the happy prince back when our eldest brother was still here.
Nord old man. Calm and loyal.
My lord is a very wealthy man. Treasures come and go everyday, until-
A few years ago, he would knock at our door and demand money everyday.
All we need is a peaceful solution. As long as both sides exist, that day will never come.
Titus Mede when he was 20 years younger.
Very well then. Guards, escort Prince Julius back to his chamber. I’ll deal with your business later.
Let us continue the council.
As if an emperor has endless issues to be taken care of, now there is one more matter.
I know you can be trusted.
NO!!! IT'S BEHIND YOU!!! DON'T LOOK BACK!!!
(Screams in extreme agony, before horror causes her to jump off the balcony and died a horrendous death)
Nord. Cunning, selfish and capable agent/assassin.
You think she cares about you? You think she cares for anyone? She's just using you, using us all!
Yes, I killed her family. But do you honestly think you knew the whole truth?
Fine. Take my life. I'm done with all these powerplay bullshit in my life. Rot in void, all three of you.
Teraya's sister. A naive and happy elven archer. She is betrayed by her lover, and later committed suicide due to her tragic mistake that compromised her people.
Teraya! I almost thought you're gone by now.
Mamercus... Mamercus... How could you do this to me?
I used to have everything to live for. But in the end, I die with nothing. I am sorry, my dear sister...
Nervous servant of the prince. She was hired to be with the prince's pregnant mistress in his absence.
My prince, my lady! Lord Amulius has come! Without an appointment!
Please, Lord Salvian, the prince is coming at once...
They say the land just subsided and hundreds of people were buried alive in their-
I'm running out of patience, Amulius Salvian!
Wait, stop! We're being watched!
Talk! If you don't cooperate, we will...
Elven imperial archeress. Kind-hearted, gives people the big-sister impression.
They're gone, kid. You're safe.
I'll bring you to safety. Your father will be glad to see you.
(whispers) Hide behind the rubble, boy! You-
Thalmor lieutenant. Can be male or female.
Lord Naarifin, was this really necessary? The people in this city were to be the High Archon's subjects.
I am a proud soldier of the Dominion, but all these slaughter...
Daedra?! You dare to collude with-
Imperial rogue. Ellarel's lover. Crafty and charismatic.
Of course, my dear Ellarel. We're going to have the happiest family ever.
Sorry, Ellarel - it is all for my family's sake. If I didn't do as Tiber Septim said, we would never return to the nobility.
Enough! I've done all that I could to help the emperor conquer Alinor, and I will do all that I can to ensure he keeps his word.
Thalmor general. Cruel, cunning, merciless. He resembles Eredin of Witcher 3.
https://youtu.be/XAw9cTx-HKA?t=10m21s
The crown of the empire in flames. Just like years ago.
The High Archon herself ordered this massacre.
To hell with the High Archon and her fancy ideals. She’s just a butcher not unlike you and me. Unleash the Daedra! This day, we become Tamriel’s true master!
Annoying elven manchild. Condescending when he is safe and cowardly when he faces danger.
If you can't even bust our door, I doubt you can put up much of a fight anyways.
I don't ever doubt the intelligence of outsiders. I just think they don't have any.
You want information, right? You can't let him slaughter our people! Put him down! Please!
An ancient snow elf general. A ghost, requires voice post-processing.
It was not my place to doubt her majesty's orders, but...
That was not the point! We are fighting our cousins and threatening to destroy all of their Towers, for what?
I am a general, not a butcher. I am going now, and none of you can hope to stop me.
Watch your friend. I don't want him to cause any trouble to our deal.
And don't begin to say how immoral we were. You, me - we are all just glorified monsters.
That cannot be a coincidence. That was... what Teraya was referring herself as. The Faceless Emissary. The Queen... in Yellow.
Psijic monk, high elf. Mystic, cowardly yet condescending.
He was sleeping, dreaming of a way that could keep us safe from Teraya and the An-Xileel.
He gave me a memory shard. Uncle said, in case Teraya got to him before you do, I need to stay alive and give this to you.
Delivering ourselves straight to those who wanted us dead? No chance, no chance.
Dunmer. Imperial battlemage. Strong capable woman.
You will die for treason. There will be no trial, your betrayal is plain and apparent.
For your service in Skyrim’s civil war, I give you the right of a last word.
Kill me… before I kill you… I don’t want to… (She is possessed in this line, requires special effects)
Imperial battlemage. He's not as strong as he tries to be.
I will kill you, and take the scroll from your cold remains, thus fulfill my duty to my emperor.
I will not sit idly by and wait for the others to decide my fate!
What?! NO! Have you lost your mind?! If I go back, it'd be an instant death sentence for me. The emperor tolerates no failure!
By siding with the rebellious Stormcloaks and the Thalmor, you have proven yourself a traitor to the empire.
As long as His Majesty and His legion is alive, our glorious empire will never tolerate treasonous acts.
Long live the almighty Emperor Julius Mede I!
Uneducated yokel. Typical medieval peasant.
So WHAT? I tell you, you be the true ignorant people, and know nothing about yourselves and you'd call down the Gods' punishment to yourselves!
The world would be better place if there be no fucking magic. The Gods lead us through and your vile sorcery will just destroy the Gods' mercy!
You, damned mages. We do not have mage children.
He will come. He will come and bring our mortal bindings down!
What? My power... What have you wretched maggots done to this house!
The woman you called the High Archon - my order mistook her as "the one", that's all I know, I swear!
Young inexperienced guard. He is considered as a cute character who admires the player, and he gets nervous when player teases him with sarcasm.
If you know alchemy or magic... I guess the steward would be happy to let you try.
Damn. You were just being sarcastic, right? Can't believe I fell for these every time.
Oh, I can't believe I finally see you in person!
The Goddess of Love is graceful and benevolent. Requires post-processing, including echo.
He must not return. His body... we must...
Do not be foolish, dear. You must survive... and... lead...
A fanatic. Leader of a cult that worships Hermaeus Mora. Creepy and sneaky.
Welcome to the sanctuary of Hermaeus Mora's followers. Are you here for the pursuit of the knowledge in Apocrypha?
Release this spirit?! Have you lost your mind? I will not allow such a... blasphemy to escape from my lord's justice!
You... You are the emissary of His magnificence! I am truly humble before you.
Uneducated yokel. Typical medieval peasant.
Hey, look at that one. Freak!
We don't not welcome you here.
Aspiring follower of Hermaeus Mora's knowledge.
Greetings, pursuer of knowledge. Are you here for great Hermaeus Mora's knowledge?
Our library contains knowledge that can rival the one in Alinor, yet it is only nothing when compared to Apocrypha.
How... how is this even possible?
Slaughtered by Carlanthur eras ago. Their cursed and restless souls still haunt their ruin, until the player come and break their eternal curse. Their voices require post-processing.
So we remained. So we struggled. And so we waited... (M/F)
Please! You can't... step through this gate. (F)
At long last... Freed... from eternity itself... (M/F)
Hypocrites. Typical nobles.
The emperor has told us of your arrival. The hero of the legion, here to be granted lands and titles by his majesty himself!
Why didn't you sweep the floor as I ordered you to? I should have you executed for treason!
He is going to destroy the tower! Run! Run for our lives!
Now, you will cooperate, Lord Salvian.
Necromancy is forbidden in Cyrodiil, not so much in Skyrim.
As a matter of fact, we can.
If you're half as smart as they say you are, you will tell us what we want to know.
If we can't get any secret from you, at least Calavia and I will have our vengeance.
Don't push him, sister.
Violent soldiers.
Nagaiale! (Slaughter!)
A sunna as Ayranaceth! (I am blessed by Ayranaceth!)
Gandra av Ayranaceth! (Ayranaceth sends her regard!)
Ancient snow elf ghost, requires voice post-processing.
The king has gone. May he find peace in Aetherius by Auri-El's side.
Everything will be fine. Long may she reign.
Fear? Oh, my friend, She does not fear them. Why do you think She sent the prince to that underground city?
Butchered by Carlanthur eras ago. Innocent children.
Hi, mister. Can you help me find my buddy? (F)
Great! Let's go! She's waiting in the plaza, I know it! (M)
A Khajiit in the ranks of Thalmor. He is usually humorous and neutral, and doesn't show strong emotions.
He is NOT a villain.
I'm glad that the old bastard died, but more so, I'm delighted to see you return to me safely - not that I didn't expect that, of course.
You have no idea what a cunt he was back when Cindarin was still powerful in Elsweyr. Thank Auriel that Archon Thindrel got the upper hand in there.
Chase those Psijics, hunt them, stop them. They cannot be allowed to use the Eye to harm this world... Because they have the knowledge to do so.
The God of Mischief is based on Loki of Norse mythology. Requires post-processing, including echo.
Brother, all of us have agreed to name you Architect of the prison.
Magnus. You must listen to me, all I did was to save our people.
Join me, obey me!
Cunning imperial noble. I wrote him with Tony Amendola's voice (as Shaun in Fallout 4) and The Illusive Man of Mass Effect in my mind. Condescending, self-righteous, and very crafty. The apex of imperial aristocracy.
Think of the men and wealth I could give you. Think of the lives that could be preserved, if my knowledge is on your side. You are a smart person. You will understand.
Even with Julius defeated, blood will shed, thousands more would die, until the High Archon succeeds in establishing a broken peace.
Time runs short as the emperor gains power. Make your decision, and we shall prepare.
Ancient elven queen. Used to be a gracious charismatic queen, but later turned violent and cruel by her inner darkness.
We were born what we are. We were given none but our fate, and our duty.
Let them all die! I will crumble the Towers, before those mortal maggots in the south could spout a word!
Carlanthur! What... are you... doing...
An ancient snow elf queen, the incarnation of a god. The ultimate evil that caused everything in this mod to happen.
Ye angu cantye, kynd, sye av Magnus - angua Nirntarn! (And I name you, my creation, the Eye of Magnus - my channel to this very world itself!)
Shanta, kynd, asvanen anguadabala. (Approach me, my son, bathe in my almightiness.)
Shezzarine! Kynd... Ceyede joran. (Shezzarine! My son... Such betrayal. (dying whisper))
The God of Magic is majestic, powerful and almighty. Requires post-processing, especially echo and thundering effect.
I will mourn our loss for eternity.
I would not allow our brethren's death be in vain. This monster will not harm us again.
YOU started that civil war. Our race was doomed because of you, not for the lifeform that we hold!
A magical thrall. Emotionless. Requires special effects, including echo.
Obliviate.
Decimation.
Sunder the earth.
The God of Time is powerful, righteous and merciful. Requires post-processing, especially echo.
Charge at Lorkhan! For Magnus, for Y'ffre, for the Et'ada!
It... It is done. Lorkhan and his followers... slain.
Let us give the Towers... this world... our last.
The God of Burial was a young god. Requires post-processing, including echo.
No. You are both too important. Let me... finish his funeral.
I hereby mutilate your body. You will never return... as Et'ada, because you do not...
The leader of the Aldmeri Dominion. Needs to be able to do younger voice for her younger self.
She was about 20 (in human age) in her younger version, and over hundreds (in elven age) in her mature version. When she was younger, she was wilder and more easy-going; when she was older, she was tougher and crueler.
(Younger) It's not surprising that you know this infamous name, especially if you're from Cyrodiil or High Rock.
(Mature) So be it. Your irrelevant opinion is the least of my concern.
(Mature) If Julius died in the Great War, Lo'deri wouldn't have to die, Alinor would have been safe, thousands of families would have remained intact!