CASTING TOMORROW: JOIN DISCORD
Casting is tomorrow! Please make sure if you auditioned to join the discord server for the official cast list.
Link: https://discord.gg/WwRagZNYD8
" THE BALLAD OF FLAMES AND FURY "
Deep in the depths of Tartarus live the dracon tribes, and ruling them are two great rulers known as Vethynit and Xavro. They hatch a draconet of two sides, able to split into two different halves. While one half becomes revered, the other is outcast.
Join us in bringing this story to life!
Please note that as of right now this is a volunteer-based project as we do not have the funds to pay anyone, but that will change in the future.
Please join the Discord server if you're interested!
https://discord.gg/WwRagZNYD8
Read the WIP official book here!
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1w92KuxNdhShRo2nu6HJLfYYz92lsE5malvTjg2PwhoY/edit?usp=sharing
Casting is tomorrow! Please make sure if you auditioned to join the discord server for the official cast list.
Link: https://discord.gg/WwRagZNYD8
Casting is on Sunday, January 12th. Please make sure to send in all final auditions before then. Good luck, and thank you for all your amazing auditions so far!
Animation! We are in need of a bunch of different animators. The general style of the show is a work in progress, but we plan to follow an animatic style.
*Say something you think would fit*
To work on the OST!
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“I had to do that, even if it was just once. I don’t think we’ve ever even hugged before.”
“You can’t marry Qyril – he's awful, and you’d probably – no offense – burn him to a crisp or offend him so badly he starts a war.”
“It’ll get you to the overworld.”
“The overworld? Are you CRAZY? You stole the Queen’s crystal?!”
“My mothe-... The queen has that power.”
"How do you-... How do you do the soaring thing? I never learned.”
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“You are an odd drakonet.”
"King Xavro has been slain,” “By none other than Kronos himself. We expect him to take at least a millennium to reform.”
“They have two heirs, Prince Qyril and Princess Ezra. As my least... useful ...heir, Vyrriss will be engaged to Qyril.”
“Oh, yes, the shunned monsters are more powerful than those blessed by the gods themselves.”
“Then how were they defeated?”
“You know that name.” - “Are you aware of the prophecy?
“Vyrriss.”
“Release him. Now.”
“Go to training, the both of you.”
“Haha. You can’t even take a fireball to the face.”
“You’re weak.”
“I’m gonna skip it."
“Stop it you great lummox!”
“We have training in an hour.”
“Vyrriss, that’s enough.”
"DIE!"
"Ow- Xer-stop-OW!"
"Stop, we have to kill this demi-god!"
A silly little guy.
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"Well, hello, Vyrriss."
"Aren't you just... rrgh.. *charming?*"
"I DESERVE this throne!"
A rough, medium male voice.
“Well, if it isn’t Vyrriss. To be honest, I forgot you even existed. How many sessions have you skipped now? Twenty? That’s not a good number.”
“Oh, no? I suppose you can beat me in combat, then.”
“Not... not bad.”