Fantasy. Scandinavian. Child. Narrator.
Description
Vocal Characteristics
Language
EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
British (General) ScandinavianTranscript
Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
Chapter one, Kai River Hall. The little girl stumbled toward Kai River Hall. Her eyes glassy and frozen, her lips rimmed with dried blood. She was a darkling but even battle hearted and Kai found it difficult to strike down someone who was or once had been so young. Don't kill me. She whispered without moving her lips, please. Kai Gault, stay still said the duckling girl just let me touch you. Kai released the bow string. The arrow flew forward and pierced her icy frozen forehead. She shrieked and fell to the ground. Darlings could only be killed via a blow to the head. Sword club arrow. It didn't matter what weapon as long as you hit it in the right spot. This was Kay's first kill of the day, but it almost certainly would not be his last. The ducklings wandered the forest in increasing numbers. Scout master Frey wanted every one of his underlings to kill at least 10 daily lately, the darkling hadn't retreated into shadows at day. It seemed they were now immune to the rays of the sun. Kai walked up to the corpse and stooped down. The girl wore a soft white dress. Silk. It looked like once she was a rich girl, perhaps even related to the river halls. Cave was a river hall too. Ah, he had no silk clothing. Being a river hall did not mean that you were rich. At least not in the order of scouts. He drew back his hand before he could touch her skin. Do not touch the ducklings. Frey had said, do not touch them or anything they carry. Kay wandered through the forest silent as a lynx waiting for a darkling to pop out at any moment. One of them had wounded his fellow scout, Rik scout master Frey had to decapitate him with a sword. Kai did not want to repeat. Uri's fate. Rustling began above up a steep ridge. K backed away and fitted an arrow to his string. There was something in the leafy green up above a presence that made Kai's neck hair stand on end and a chill passed through his body. Something grunted. Then rustling began in the ferns. Heavy trudging footsteps echoed through the air. The gate of the creature, whoever it was was slow and confused. It had two ft. Kay could tell that much and it was not a deer or a lynx. Could it be a bear? The footsteps certainly sounded heavy enough. A lump grew in Kai's throat. Who are you? He whimpered. A voice said, Kai gulped. Pardon? Can I? The scent of rot earth and the juices of the grave? Filled kays nostrils. He looked up at the cliff inquisitively. The creature was close. Now, Kai shuddered and his fingers trembled. The arrow loosed of its own accord. It soared through the air and hit a tree. Kai thought of running the creature's footsteps indicated it was close. Now, he looked up the cliff. What came next? He didn't remember. Julian R. Muns auditioned for High Queen. The crisis by AJ Cooper.
Tags
Child, Wizard, Zombie, Child-like, Creepy, Mature, British (General), Scandinavian