A short collection of deep gravelly villains monologing
Middle Aged (35-54)
British, North American, US South West (Texas)
Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
You're no hero. Your strength was never enough to save them. Too weak to save even yourself. How many must die! So you finally see how weak you truly are. 12. There were 12 other groups, just like yours comrades and arms, just like you. Prodigious fighters, just like you, armed to the teeth with weapons and potions and spells just like you. But the truth is, you won't pick paladin, just your deity. You're nothing more than a vessel from Decter Guardian. Tell me how much blood did that title cost you at every step. You have failed every move that you've made. I have counted every plan you set in motion. I have foiled, and every casualty you've dealt to me. I have repaid tenfold. Even your arrival here, I offered you magic secrets, Revenge, A place by the river. The lights on the water. At night I invited you to share the dreams of a child to sense the touch of another. You all stormed into my domain. You broke men in my defenses, magic and mundane, all in your righteous anger. But now you kneel broken mewling like babes crying for their mother while I am flattered by your presence. I would prefer it if you go home. I know you're old astonished by me and such, but honestly, heroes on my type. Too preachy! Go home and live another day. I'll even buy your first round at the tavern
Boss, Criminal, Misunderstood Villain, Villain, Warrior, Aggressive, Angry, Authoritative, Deep, Egotistical, Evil, Gravelly, Intimidating, Raspy, Emotional, British, North American, US South West (Texas)