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drnuncheon's Freeport Story Hour presents: Monte Cook's QUEEN OF LIES
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<blockquote data-quote="drnuncheon" data-source="post: 1022428" data-attributes="member: 96"><p>OPENING TITLES</p><p></p><p><span style="color: orange">[BLACK SCREEN. The music begins. FADE IN and OUT on the titles<img src="http://www.enworld.org/forum/images/smilies/devious.png" class="smilie" loading="lazy" alt=":]" title="Devious :]" data-shortname=":]" /></span></p><p></p><p>ENWorld Entertainment presents</p><p></p><p>A Story Hour Forum production</p><p></p><p>of a drnuncheon film</p><p></p><p><span style="color: orange">[Images start to appear - QUICK CUTS of the following, all in CLOSE-UP<img src="http://www.enworld.org/forum/images/smilies/devious.png" class="smilie" loading="lazy" alt=":]" title="Devious :]" data-shortname=":]" /></span></p><p><span style="color: orange"></span></p><p><span style="color: orange">[A saddle being lifted onto a horse.]</span></p><p><span style="color: orange"></span></p><p><span style="color: orange">[A chain shirt of black metal rings being settled into place on a torso.]</span></p><p><span style="color: orange"></span></p><p><span style="color: orange">[The saddle girth being buckled, tightened.]</span></p><p><span style="color: orange"></span></p><p><span style="color: orange">[A swordbelt being donned.]</span></p><p></p><p>Melanie Johnston</p><p></p><p><span style="color: orange">[The stablehand brushing the nervous horse's face to sooth it.]</span></p><p><span style="color: orange"></span></p><p><span style="color: orange">[An eye, with startlingly pale skin around it. A pair of fingers is drawn below it, leaving black behind.]</span></p><p><span style="color: orange"></span></p><p><span style="color: orange">[A hoof is picked up, the shoe inspected.]</span></p><p><span style="color: orange"></span></p><p><span style="color: orange">[A blade moving down a whetstone.]</span></p><p></p><p>John Carroll</p><p></p><p><span style="color: orange">[A letter, sealed with the seal of the Temple of Knowledge. The hand holding it turns it over and we see that it is addressed to one DI'FIER ANTON, Baron Threehills.]</span></p><p><span style="color: orange"></span></p><p><span style="color: orange">[The blade turns over, moves down the whetstone again.]</span></p><p><span style="color: orange"></span></p><p><span style="color: orange">[A stirrup, as a booted foot slides into it, and the rider swings up and into the saddle.]</span></p><p><span style="color: orange"></span></p><p><span style="color: orange">[The hand sharpening the dagger spins it, reverses it, and slides it into its sheath. ZOOM IN on the hilt, where worked into it we see the delicate curves of the elven letter that is the equivalent of the 'N' - which is also the symbol for the Naïlo Organization. HOLD for a moment, then FADE OUT and IN on main title<img src="http://www.enworld.org/forum/images/smilies/devious.png" class="smilie" loading="lazy" alt=":]" title="Devious :]" data-shortname=":]" /></span></p><p></p><p><img src="http://www.io.com/~jeffj/qol2.gif" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p><p></p><p><span style="color: orange">[Continue to CUT back and forth between the two scenes<img src="http://www.enworld.org/forum/images/smilies/devious.png" class="smilie" loading="lazy" alt=":]" title="Devious :]" data-shortname=":]" /></span></p><p><span style="color: orange"></span></p><p><span style="color: orange">[LONG SHOT of the horse and rider as they leave Highgate behind, heading down the road along the mountains that ring the city.]</span></p><p><span style="color: orange"></span></p><p><span style="color: orange">[MEDIUM SHOT of a group of dark-clad figures that seem to be in a cavern. Everything is very dark, and anything more than their general shapes are difficult to make out. With only military-style gestures, no words, they begin moving.]</span></p><p><span style="color: orange"></span></p><p><span style="color: orange">[FOLLOWING SHOT, over the rider's shoulder. Now outside the mountains, the rider makes its way back towards the cliffs. We get a bit more detail on the rider - she looks female, but with short, dark hair.]</span></p><p><span style="color: orange"></span></p><p><span style="color: orange">[The figures, moving through an obviously man-made tunnel.]</span></p><p><span style="color: orange"></span></p><p><span style="color: orange">[The horse and rider gallop along the edge of the cliffs in a spectacular helicopter shot.]</span></p><p><span style="color: orange"></span></p><p><span style="color: orange">[A grating lifts aside, and the figures climb up into a dark nighttime street.]</span></p><p><span style="color: orange"></span></p><p><span style="color: orange">[Again over the rider's shoulder. As her hair blows back we see a pointed ear. She leans forward, urging the horse faster - not because of any particular urgency, but just for the joy of riding fast.]</span></p><p><span style="color: orange"></span></p><p><span style="color: orange">[Exterior shot of the Temple of Knowledge at night - think Greek: white marble, pillars. The steps are illuminated by iron stands in which burn fuelless flames. The dark-clad figures keep to the shadows as they mount the steps.]</span></p><p><span style="color: orange"></span></p><p><span style="color: orange">[Exterior shot of an old, rather dilapidated-looking manor house near the seaside. It's clear that some work is being done at times, but there's nobody at it now. The horse enters at a walk, filling the screen as it passes by. Once our line of sight is clear again, the rider stops the horse and swings off.</span></p><p><span style="color: orange"></span></p><p><span style="color: orange">[CLOSEUP of the rider's foot hitting the ground, and then a MATCH SHOT of another boot, walking silently across the marble floor of the temple. PAN FORWARD to see a young elven acolyte in the simple brown robes of the order. He is reshelving a book by the light of his lantern, and we seem to be watching him from the point of view of the intruder. Something alerts him, and he turns, confusion and fear on his face. A hand, stained black, snaps out to take hold of his throat and cut off his cry, and then a dagger - the same one we saw earlier - moves in to cut his throat.]</span></p><p><span style="color: orange"></span></p><p><span style="color: orange">[CUT to BLACK.]</span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="drnuncheon, post: 1022428, member: 96"] OPENING TITLES [color=orange][BLACK SCREEN. The music begins. FADE IN and OUT on the titles:][/color] ENWorld Entertainment presents A Story Hour Forum production of a drnuncheon film [color=orange][Images start to appear - QUICK CUTS of the following, all in CLOSE-UP:] [A saddle being lifted onto a horse.] [A chain shirt of black metal rings being settled into place on a torso.] [The saddle girth being buckled, tightened.] [A swordbelt being donned.][/color] Melanie Johnston [color=orange][The stablehand brushing the nervous horse's face to sooth it.] [An eye, with startlingly pale skin around it. A pair of fingers is drawn below it, leaving black behind.] [A hoof is picked up, the shoe inspected.] [A blade moving down a whetstone.][/color] John Carroll [color=orange][A letter, sealed with the seal of the Temple of Knowledge. The hand holding it turns it over and we see that it is addressed to one DI'FIER ANTON, Baron Threehills.] [The blade turns over, moves down the whetstone again.] [A stirrup, as a booted foot slides into it, and the rider swings up and into the saddle.] [The hand sharpening the dagger spins it, reverses it, and slides it into its sheath. ZOOM IN on the hilt, where worked into it we see the delicate curves of the elven letter that is the equivalent of the 'N' - which is also the symbol for the Naïlo Organization. HOLD for a moment, then FADE OUT and IN on main title:][/color] [img]http://www.io.com/~jeffj/qol2.gif[/img] [color=orange][Continue to CUT back and forth between the two scenes:] [LONG SHOT of the horse and rider as they leave Highgate behind, heading down the road along the mountains that ring the city.] [MEDIUM SHOT of a group of dark-clad figures that seem to be in a cavern. Everything is very dark, and anything more than their general shapes are difficult to make out. With only military-style gestures, no words, they begin moving.] [FOLLOWING SHOT, over the rider's shoulder. Now outside the mountains, the rider makes its way back towards the cliffs. We get a bit more detail on the rider - she looks female, but with short, dark hair.] [The figures, moving through an obviously man-made tunnel.] [The horse and rider gallop along the edge of the cliffs in a spectacular helicopter shot.] [A grating lifts aside, and the figures climb up into a dark nighttime street.] [Again over the rider's shoulder. As her hair blows back we see a pointed ear. She leans forward, urging the horse faster - not because of any particular urgency, but just for the joy of riding fast.] [Exterior shot of the Temple of Knowledge at night - think Greek: white marble, pillars. The steps are illuminated by iron stands in which burn fuelless flames. The dark-clad figures keep to the shadows as they mount the steps.] [Exterior shot of an old, rather dilapidated-looking manor house near the seaside. It's clear that some work is being done at times, but there's nobody at it now. The horse enters at a walk, filling the screen as it passes by. Once our line of sight is clear again, the rider stops the horse and swings off. [CLOSEUP of the rider's foot hitting the ground, and then a MATCH SHOT of another boot, walking silently across the marble floor of the temple. PAN FORWARD to see a young elven acolyte in the simple brown robes of the order. He is reshelving a book by the light of his lantern, and we seem to be watching him from the point of view of the intruder. Something alerts him, and he turns, confusion and fear on his face. A hand, stained black, snaps out to take hold of his throat and cut off his cry, and then a dagger - the same one we saw earlier - moves in to cut his throat.] [CUT to BLACK.][/color] [/QUOTE]
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