Narration - Audio book Fantasy sample (Irish/English M/F dialogue)
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Vocal Characteristics
Language
EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
British (General) Irish (General)Transcript
Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
are you so cruel? You cannot feel even the smallest amount of sympathy for my people. The damn boot she had been staring at shifted again. A surge of triumph straightened her spine, and I am known for my cruelty on DH. It seems so you, he growled. Your judgement is cast quickly for a man who will not even show his face. The sight of my face is not for the faint of heart. Then you willingly admit to being a coward and a bore. A coward. His voice deepened, slicing through the darkness and cracking against the stone. It shook her ribs and vibrated through her body. You dare accuse me so I care much for the well being of my family. Soccer's voice shook with righteous indignation, but she shivered in fear. The shadows quaked and the drapes around the throne billow does. He stood up and on DH, her brow wrinkled in worriers. She stared at his great height. Good Lord, how big was he? A cloak concealed much of his figure like great leathery wings. The dark fabric Bello Does he step down the stairs towards her? Each measured step clunked hard and the correct marvel creaked. He didn't have to rush towards her to intimidate the sheer size of him made her shiver in apprehension. Broad shoulders trim waist and a hood covering his head where all she could make out. Even at this close distance, soccer held her breath and stood her ground. She would not show fear. He only stopped when his toes were a hair's breath from hers. Soccer's stared into the darkness of his hood, her head barely reaching his biceps. She said her jaw and squared her shoulders. Whatever he would say could not be worse than their previous words. You know very little of me human, his breath brushed, her hair carrying the scent of mint and Citrus. I can confidently see I find your morals and thoughtlessly your character to be abhorrent on What are you basing these accusations? You have forced your servants to call you master. You hide your face and intimidate a visitor seeking help. And then you go so far as to refuse to provide aid to those who need it. Those, sir, are the facts upon which I judge you. Have you no care nor discretion for your own survival. You berate a creature of superior strength Superior. Sir, I find you lacking in every sense of the term.
Tags
Aloof, Angry, Attitude, Condescending, Moody, British (General), Irish (General)