Howdy!
I am alive and kicking once more! reposting to grab some more voice actors for this project.
A once renowned rogue suffers a curse which transforms her into a kobold, which leads to her having to learn how to live in a world which looks down upon dungeon creatures. A gritty, slice of life story, set in an industrialised fantasy world. This will be an audiobook on the first draft of my novel as i work through the chapters, where yah have the opportunity to help bring this world to life with your delightful voices! Feel free to contact me below :3
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I am alive and kicking once more! reposting to grab some more voice actors for this project.
HELLO DARLINGS! Got a very basic discord setup for you goobers to congregate in. Feel free to give it a visit if yah have any questions.
https://discord.gg/xBap3Gz8EQ
You'll be narrating everything but the dialogue, bringing the world to life with a dramatic flair! Anyone is welcome to try out this roll, but the main thing i'm looking for is someone who is expressive and can really make these words pop!
She marched onward, not towards safety, but away from her failure, The murky, spore infested swamp rose to her ankles, then her waist, then her chest and before long, she was struggling to keep her snout above the water line. That stubborn pride kept her in the mire. Where the knight spared her a glimpse of mercy, mother nature remained ruthless, uncaring. It wasn’t long until she found herself swept up in the sloshing, bubbling waters, struggling to break to the surface. She screamed and kicked, but the swamp responded with nothing more than a cruel indifference, ready to swallow her whole. Although her form seemed far more suited to the fetid swamp than her previous form, she simply had no more fight to give. With one last breath and her weary eyes closing and her mind growing quiet, a single rattled her mind.
Deep in the darkest depths of the Forsaken Swamp was the mouth of an ancient crypt, barely touched by the moonlight that struggled to pierce through the towering canopy of giant mushroom caps. A deep, bellowing roar echoed out through the dungeon’s mouth, which was quickly followed by a small figure desperately crawling out from the cavernous entrance. Though the swamp's shadows obscured her figure, the clattering of her oversized armour gave her away. She struggled through the swamp with all the grace of a frenzied animal. Any common sense was drowned in the wave of adrenaline that flowed through her body. Through all of her years of plundering riches, she had never even considered the threat of failure, so when it reared its ugly head, all she could do was let her instincts take over her senses
A big shot rogue who's lost their identity through their body undergoing a sudden transformative curse. She's chopsy, snarky, speaking with a slightly nasally voice. She's one of our scrappy, roguish leads to this novel.
"Well, I’ll have you know, piss breath, that I’m Slyk, rogue extraordinaire at your service." (Snarky and Proud)
“It’s me! Don’t you get it? I was there at the battle of Blackwater. I know your favourite food is a plate of exactly three peanut butter cookies. I slit the throat of Draccus, the Kingpin. I even know the stupid secret password!” (Desperate)
“Well- Interesting choice of meat, I must say, but this is actually some pretty bloody good stew. Mind if I fetch the recipe off of yah? I happen to be a fellow culinary connoisseur?”
An interesting roll as this character is voiced by two people, one feminine and one masculine, speaking in harmony. A god of nostalgia who manipulates those in the material plane through promises of bringing the past back to reality, using nostalgia and reminiscence to control their followers.They speak in a nurturing, cold tone.
"STRANGER’S FLESH BURDENS YOU, OUR LOVE THE REMEDY."
“YOU ARE FOUND.”
"MOTHER/FATHER OFFERS SALVATION" (Mother if feminine, Father if masculine.)
Two kobolds who believe that Slyk is a queen kobold. There are two kobolds to be voiced.
Sazza-An energetic, over the top female kobold shaman with huge gremlin energy
Skrut-A male kobold guard who isn't entirely their. He's quiet, reserved but speaks passionately about his favourite passtime, COOKING.
Sazza-“A feast awaits your yearning maw, dear! Then, we will return to our nest. We implore you to return with us. We have been without a queen for many moons, and we have yet to come across another white scale. Of course, that is until we met your beautiful visage.”
Sazza-“Redrock is filled with ALL of the stinky ground dwelling critters that hate the kobolds, but YES.”
Skrut-“It is a ‘KNOON’. All of the convenience of a knife, and a spoon. Why carry both, when Knoon”
A gruff, aggresive knight who ends up being Slyk's first lesson as to how rough it is to be a kobold in this world.
“Learn your place! You are fodder for folks like me- and nothing more.” (Aggresive, through grit teeth)
“Fucking hell you are a funny critter ain’t yah. Well, if you’re Slyk, then I’m the bloody king! Pffft-” (mocking)
“I’ll stop yah right there, you wee thing. I think the act is cute and all. I think yah deserve a treat, eh?’