10-03-2005, 06:00 AM
this is my newest play and the tryouts will be on october 7th at 6 game time. we will me at the crossroads inn. i wish as many people will participate but i am not certian you will get a part. here is the script
Chars: father mother warlock son guard1 guard2 narrator hunter 5 stage bodies, 13 total
Jadyn: As time goes by millions of men and women fall in love but it doesnâââ‰â¢t always go as planned. This is a story of just that a father whom is a troll and a mother who is a night elf. Our story begins here in the barrens.
Nar: As a young boy plays in the tall grasses of the barrens is being watched over by his father and his beastly companion _______. Frolicking, pretending as all horde do a shuffling in the tall grass. Unnoticed the boy is being prowled.
Boy: lalala, hey dad look I'm a hunter like you. BANG BANG
Father: /chuckle
Nar: the beast from the bushes attempts to strike the boy but his fathers pet gets to the beast first.
Father: SON. Are you hurt?
Son: ((cries)) I donâââ‰â¢t know, Iâââ‰â¢m very scared.
Father: it looks to me that your ok, lets go home.
Nar: it looks as if they are ok but truly they are nowhere close.
Warlock: Hunter of Thrall turn and bare me my brothers insignia of the Burning Blade.
Nar: The boyâââ‰â¢s father turns and slips his hand in his pocket and reveals a stone with the symbol of a blade on fire.
Father: are you the sibling of the man who once wore this rock with pride? If you have come for a fight you have come to die.
Warlock: yes and I have not only come for a fight but as well your head.
((Warlock summons an infernal))
Nar: as the boy stands there watching his own father murdered his stomach churns and his throat seems to close making it hard to breathe. He closes his eyes wishing it all away but when he opens his eyes his father on the ground. Tears flow from is eyes as he walks to his fatherâââ‰â¢s dead body, the warlock turns and walks away. The boy as well turns and walks north to Ashenvale where his mother lived
Scene II
Nar: as the boy lies lifeless in the forest his mother is picking the herbs around him
Mother: son are you ok?
Boy: no mother.
Come with me son, we can find some herbs together.
Boy: ok mother.
Nar: as they walk through the forest finding herbs the boyâââ‰â¢s mother tells him stories of his father.
Mother: this world is full of evil people and unfair rules. My people took me away from your father because of a rule.
Boy: what rule?
Mother: I am an elf and he is a troll. Our people forbid us to love. Hearing of his death hurt me as well. But sometimes you have to leave your past behind but sometimes itâââ‰â¢s hard.
Nar: the two of them walk through the forest and pick liferoots peaceblooms and mageroyals. On their way back home they are stopped by a couple of sentinels.
Guard1: what are you doing with this boy?
Mother: he is my son
Guard2: but he has tusks
Mother: that is because he has troll blood in him
Guard2: he ate a troll
Mother: /sigh-no his father is a troll
Guard2: oooohâââ¬Ã¦.
Guard1: I believe that is against the Darnassian law.
Mother: but his father is dead and there is nowhere left for him to live
Guard1: I am sorry but I am going to have to take him away from you
Boy: mother help me
Nar: the mother cries and begs the sentinels to not take him
Mother: please donâââ‰â¢t take him, I will do anything you ask
Guard2: well there is always something I can use
((Guard2 notices the basket of herbs the mother is holding))
Guard2: you are an alchemist. I could use some elixirs.
Mother: oh of course
((Mother pulls a vial out from the bottom of the basket and mixes herbs to make elixirs))
Scene III
Nar: years pass and the boy grows older, he studies the skill of shamanism in the valley of wisdom in ogrimmar.
The boy travels from ogrimmar to his mothers house in Ashenvale through the barrens and stops to pick a few herbs
Boy: Wow fire bloom in the barrens
((Boy hears large explosion from the north))
Nar: the boy hurry home to see weather or not it came from there.
As he walks up to his home in ruins, the stench of death is everywhere
Boy: MOTHER
Warlock: Bwahahhaha
Nar: the boy rushes to where the devilish laugh came from. 5 bodies lie in a circle with his mother in it. Standing there the warlock and his/her devilish infernal that killed his father.
Boy: YOU! Warlock why do you do this?
Warlock: why? Because I am ______ of the burning blade this is what I do.
Boy: that nameâââ¬Ã¦ you are the warlock that killed my father.
Warlock: I kill many men. Iâââ‰â¢m not sure who you are but I am sure I will kill you.
((Boy and warlock fight boy wins))
Nar: after witnessing his fathers death and found his mother dead by the warlock he has just slain. With their deaths avenged not only will his parentâââ‰â¢s souls be free but his as well.
Chars: father mother warlock son guard1 guard2 narrator hunter 5 stage bodies, 13 total
Jadyn: As time goes by millions of men and women fall in love but it doesnâââ‰â¢t always go as planned. This is a story of just that a father whom is a troll and a mother who is a night elf. Our story begins here in the barrens.
Nar: As a young boy plays in the tall grasses of the barrens is being watched over by his father and his beastly companion _______. Frolicking, pretending as all horde do a shuffling in the tall grass. Unnoticed the boy is being prowled.
Boy: lalala, hey dad look I'm a hunter like you. BANG BANG
Father: /chuckle
Nar: the beast from the bushes attempts to strike the boy but his fathers pet gets to the beast first.
Father: SON. Are you hurt?
Son: ((cries)) I donâââ‰â¢t know, Iâââ‰â¢m very scared.
Father: it looks to me that your ok, lets go home.
Nar: it looks as if they are ok but truly they are nowhere close.
Warlock: Hunter of Thrall turn and bare me my brothers insignia of the Burning Blade.
Nar: The boyâââ‰â¢s father turns and slips his hand in his pocket and reveals a stone with the symbol of a blade on fire.
Father: are you the sibling of the man who once wore this rock with pride? If you have come for a fight you have come to die.
Warlock: yes and I have not only come for a fight but as well your head.
((Warlock summons an infernal))
Nar: as the boy stands there watching his own father murdered his stomach churns and his throat seems to close making it hard to breathe. He closes his eyes wishing it all away but when he opens his eyes his father on the ground. Tears flow from is eyes as he walks to his fatherâââ‰â¢s dead body, the warlock turns and walks away. The boy as well turns and walks north to Ashenvale where his mother lived
Scene II
Nar: as the boy lies lifeless in the forest his mother is picking the herbs around him
Mother: son are you ok?
Boy: no mother.
Come with me son, we can find some herbs together.
Boy: ok mother.
Nar: as they walk through the forest finding herbs the boyâââ‰â¢s mother tells him stories of his father.
Mother: this world is full of evil people and unfair rules. My people took me away from your father because of a rule.
Boy: what rule?
Mother: I am an elf and he is a troll. Our people forbid us to love. Hearing of his death hurt me as well. But sometimes you have to leave your past behind but sometimes itâââ‰â¢s hard.
Nar: the two of them walk through the forest and pick liferoots peaceblooms and mageroyals. On their way back home they are stopped by a couple of sentinels.
Guard1: what are you doing with this boy?
Mother: he is my son
Guard2: but he has tusks
Mother: that is because he has troll blood in him
Guard2: he ate a troll
Mother: /sigh-no his father is a troll
Guard2: oooohâââ¬Ã¦.
Guard1: I believe that is against the Darnassian law.
Mother: but his father is dead and there is nowhere left for him to live
Guard1: I am sorry but I am going to have to take him away from you
Boy: mother help me
Nar: the mother cries and begs the sentinels to not take him
Mother: please donâââ‰â¢t take him, I will do anything you ask
Guard2: well there is always something I can use
((Guard2 notices the basket of herbs the mother is holding))
Guard2: you are an alchemist. I could use some elixirs.
Mother: oh of course
((Mother pulls a vial out from the bottom of the basket and mixes herbs to make elixirs))
Scene III
Nar: years pass and the boy grows older, he studies the skill of shamanism in the valley of wisdom in ogrimmar.
The boy travels from ogrimmar to his mothers house in Ashenvale through the barrens and stops to pick a few herbs
Boy: Wow fire bloom in the barrens
((Boy hears large explosion from the north))
Nar: the boy hurry home to see weather or not it came from there.
As he walks up to his home in ruins, the stench of death is everywhere
Boy: MOTHER
Warlock: Bwahahhaha
Nar: the boy rushes to where the devilish laugh came from. 5 bodies lie in a circle with his mother in it. Standing there the warlock and his/her devilish infernal that killed his father.
Boy: YOU! Warlock why do you do this?
Warlock: why? Because I am ______ of the burning blade this is what I do.
Boy: that nameâââ¬Ã¦ you are the warlock that killed my father.
Warlock: I kill many men. Iâââ‰â¢m not sure who you are but I am sure I will kill you.
((Boy and warlock fight boy wins))
Nar: after witnessing his fathers death and found his mother dead by the warlock he has just slain. With their deaths avenged not only will his parentâââ‰â¢s souls be free but his as well.