[PAID] D&D Animated Series: The Peace Guild (Voice of Strahd needed)
Legato for Strahd Von Zarovich
That's right - the big baddie himself!
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DESCRIPTION *Spoiler free!*
Strahd von Zarovich is a cunning, all powerful vampire. His demeanor is almost always calm, cold, and generally disdainful of anyone that does not serve a useful purpose to him. His demeanor only changes in rare circumstances, like annoyance, obsession over something he desires, or in rare cases - rage and fear. Generally, he talks with an air of condescension, but understands the importance of deceit and can fake an attitude if necessary, usually to screw around with mortals and watch as they turn against one another for his personal amusement. If he wants something, he takes it. He is feared by all in his domain, and worshiped by some as a god. He knows this, and indeed has incredible power, beyond that of a normal vampire.
He is the ancient. He is the land.
He is the dark lord, the devil Strahd.
OPTIONAL BACKSTORY *SPOILER ALERT*
Strahd, when he was still mortal, killed his own brother to become a vampire, and also to steal his brother's wife. She committed suicide, and he became stuck in his county of Barovia, which became a domain in the demiplane of dread. He is trapped here, and immortal (not just from being a vampire). This would already make a person go crazy, but the kicker is that the dark powers that granted him his vampyrism and gifted him additional powers as the Dark Lord of Barovia (trapping him in the process), also *AGAIN, SPOILER ALERT!!!* reincarnate the soul of the woman he became obsessed over and originally killed his brother for. She will never love him, and he will never truly be satisfied, and so he will be tortured in this way forever in an endless cycle of hunting for her and being denied this one thing he truly wants.
My most pathetic servant,
I am not a messiah sent to you by the Dark Powers of this land. I have not come to lead you on a path to immortality.
However many souls you have bled on your hidden altar, however many visitors you have tortured in your dungeon, know that you are not the ones who brought me to this beautiful land. You are but worms writhing in my earth. You say that you are cursed, your fortunes spent.
You abandoned love for madness, took solace in the bosom of another woman, and sired a stillborn son. Cursed by darkness? Of that, I have no doubt. Save you from your wretchedness? I think not. I much prefer you as you are.
Your dread lord and master,
Strahd von Zarovich
