Story Hour Trailers

[jonrog1]

Carnage, thousands of men SLAMMING into beasts, titanspawn. QUICK CUTS of heads flying, viscera spattering. DEAFENING NOISE of metal on metal and bone, all in the pouring, drenching rain. Corpses fly away from an exploding series of FIREBALLS. The opening of Gladiator, but bigger --


"DARKNESS COVERS THE LAND! HOPE IS LOST!"

A soldier looks up, shrieks as a flaming BLACK DRAGON SLAMS into the muddy ground, crushing him. Ogres with human heads on pikes SURGE over the hill.


"ARMIES PILLAGE --"

Huge wolf-headed humanoids LEAP through a barrier of flames. One of them walks, ignoring the fire, carrying two vast SWORDS.


"NIGHTMARES WALK FREE!"

A young woman with a huge sword (Indigo), SLICES off a man's head. All that does is let the rest of his skin peel away, revealing the GIANT INSECT wearing his flesh ... a mad druid CACKLES as a huge SCORPION rises from the soil ...


"DARK CONSPIRACIES TRIUMPH!"

QUICK CUTS of a man in a black robe unfolding his DRAGON WINGS, a red-headed woman in rogue's clothes stepping from the shadows, black-scaled humanoids SURGING FORWARD at the command of a robed wizard, another woman with ritual scarring rises into the sky, laughing as her cultists charge ...


"THE SCARRED LANDS NEED ... HEROES!"

Beat. Two men run from a forest, followed by a hundred orcs.

Taggart: "Run away! Run away faster!"


"ANGELS OF MERCY."

Indigo, picking her way through wounded lying in rainy muck, stumbles. She KICKS. Someone moans.

Indigo: "Hey, I tripped over one of your dying guys here! You should be more careful with them!"

CUT TO a halfling tied to a chair. Kirby brutally b*tch-slaps him. "Take it!" SMACK! "Take it hard!" SMACK!


"DREAMERS, TO REBUILD A SHATTERED LAND."

Alec puts down his tankard. "Let the church worry about healing people, I'm talking about building a casino here."

Argent, the priest: "The church will want a cut."

Alec: "Hey, of course."


"LIGHTS TO TURN BACK THE COMING DARKNESS!"

A tree with tentacles is seizing screaming people in white robes and jamming them into its whirring toothy maw. As blood fountains high into the sky, a man in fancy clothing (Kirby) holds back Argent.

Kirby: "So we feed evil cultists to an evil tree. Net result -- less evil! How is that not good?"


"VIRTUOUS HEARTS TO LEAD THE PEOPLE!"

Taggart stands in a stable, overlooking Alec tangled up with a half-naked bar wench in a haystack

Taggart: "Your girlfriend's a paladin. You're cheating on a paladin."

Alec : (shrugs) "Dude, I'm neutral."


"CUNNING MINDS TO UNRAVEL AGELESS MYSTERIES!"

Malachi: "It's some sort of glowing, rune-covered sphere hovering directly over a pedestal inscribed with ancient death-threats, all of it radiating an powrful, arcane energy."

Taggart: "Just grab it."



"YES, THE SCARRED LANDS NEEDS HEROES ..."

A man lies completely tied on a bed, eyed wide. Indigo points to a small, black-scaled carnivore and screams in the man's face: "If you move, he will chew off your man parts! Then he will chew off your face, but he will have your man-parts in his mouth so you will taste them as he chews off your face! Do you want to taste your man-parts? DO YOU?"


"... THE SCARRED LANDS ARE SCREWED."

Indigo: "Meepo, did you make pee-pee in my laundry?"

"The Scarred Lands: NONE DARE CALL THEM HEROES"

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[CrazyGothBard]

That's two these trailers that have drawn me into reading the SHs! Nice work...

 

[megamania]

Out of curosity...which ones?

 

[CrazyGothBard]

I've added "Arbiter's Apostate" and "None Dare Call Them Heroes" to my reading list from reading this thread. The main one I'm reading is The Jester's "To War Against Felenga", just because it's really good - there isn't a trailer for it.

What's this Dark Sun setting about? I was out of the D&D loop for a while playing other games - got sucked back in by the 25th anniversary modules followed by 3.0, so I missed out on all the end of 2nd edition developments.

I'm off-topic now, send me a private message about Dark Sun if you like, so people can get back to viewing trailers and stop throwing popcorn at me!

 

[megamania]

Can't do for some reason. Curious.

In a quick nutshell- Magic draws it's energy from the world. To much was taken over the past few thousand years thus reducing the world to a barren near-desert like environment with a few small forests. Psionics are popular. There are no gods. Divine power comes from the eight elements, the traditional four plus sun, rain, silt and magma.

The rulers of the citys are 40+ level characters that are 20/20 psion/mage. They are evil and don't care what people think of it. At this level, magic and psionics corrupt the body making them unhuman. They resemble tall gaunt wingless dragon-people. This is kept as a close guarded secret. They are also over 2000years old and were the "Champions" of a genocide war. There are in theory no fairies, goblins, orcs and many other common creatures and humanoids.

The world is dark and deadly. Plants are much more likely to be dangerous than on other campaign worlds. They kill for your blood(water source) as do other creatures.

There is a current attempt to recify this now. Folks have learned to control the magic so as not to "defile" the earth. Also, there are rumors of creating "good" epic level characters of 40+ levels of psion/mage.

See the story hour or my Killer in Kalidnay stuff for more feel of the game world. Also WoTC has a Darksun "official" revision section that I use for my PbP (not for my Story Hour)

Back to the regular program.....

 

[Welverin]

Carnage, thousands of men SLAMMING into beasts, titanspawn. QUICK CUTS of heads flying, viscera spattering. DEAFENING NOISE of metal on metal and bone, all in the pouring, drenching rain. Corpses fly away from an exploding series of FIREBALLS. The opening of Gladiator, but bigger --

>snip<

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Cool trailer, when does the movie come out?

 

[diaglo]

Banewarrens d20 $17.95 A work in progress

The scene: An array of dark elf bodies, some still breathing. Most not. A dwarf, a warrior, and a woodland priest burnt to a crisp. An unconscious half-breed raging against his dreams. blood pooling at his feet. A lone surface elf facing off against two powerful looking dark elves. All three show signs of the battle. The surface elf the worse for wear. He makes a hasty retreat. the Dark elves laugh.

New scene: ZZZZZaaaaapPPPPP

A bolt of lightning from a dark dragon strikes the ground. The surface elf from the previous scene lies torn apart at the dragon's feet. A priest, a warrior with a whip, a near naked monk, a shift looking warrior, and a woodsy halfling. The halfling tumbles under the dragon and buries his sword to the hilt into its belly. The dragon collapses.

New scene: A dark crypt. A large ominous voice is cackling with glee.

The halfling stands froze. A new elf, a maiden, is with the group. She looks very similar to the elf from the previous scenes. She is singing, but no words are heard. A creature oozes out a fissure in the wall. The monk, priest, and shifty warrior stand guarding the halfling. An insane looking man in heavy armor wielding a nasty sword engages the group.

New scene: The halfling is holding the nasty sword. He his fighting an 8 headed hydra. One of the heads is limp. The hydra is dragging a chain. The elf maiden is singing again. The priest and the monk lie at the hydra's feet. The shifty warrior is away from the battle with bow in hand. Things look deadly

New scene: In a tavern. There is a gnome with the group. They are bidding fairwell to the warrior with the whip. The warrior is wearing the garb of a priest now. The monk too is setting off for new lands.


These are the things from which legends are forged. When others fall new heroes take their place. Who will be next to take up the mantle....

 

[drnuncheon]

drnuncheon's Freeport Story Hour presents: MONTE COOK'S QUEEN OF LIES

[LONG SHOT of a rider on a horse, traveling a road that runs along the top of a seaside cliff. The music starts - something low and sweeping, with lots of horns.]

[CUT to fancy wooden double doors with brass handles, filling the screen. The handles turn and they are opened by the butler, JANOS, wearing a curled, powdered wig and a fancy coat.]

JANOS: My Lord? An elf. On a horse.

[CUT to DI'FIER, seated and writing behind a desk in the library. He looks up, and stands quickly.]

VOICEOVER: In the City of Highgate...

[EXTREME WIDE-ANGLE of the sea crashing into the base of tall white cliffs - maybe a ship sailing into the cavern mouth to give us an idea of scale. PAN UP to reveal the city.]

VO: ...at the Temple of Knowledge...

[A carriage pulls up in front of the temple. CUT to inside, looking out the window - a face appears: relatively young, blond hair pulled tightly back, with round spectacles.]

ENNIS: Drusilia Naïlo?

[DRU and DI'FIER share a worried glance.]

ENNIS: Detective Ennis of the Bluffside Regulars. I'd like to ask you a few questions.

VO: ...war has begun.

[Temple interior. Corpses are everywhere, blood stains the marble floor, and the uniformed GUARDS pick their way around it all. ENNIS leads DRU and DI'FIER past the carnage.]

VO: Some will fight for money.

[PAN ACROSS a group of hardened MERCENARIES: breastplates, bastard swords, kilts and greaves. They look suspiciously across a cobbled square. Continue pan to reveal a group of elven ARCHERS who return the looks with ones equally suspicious.]

VO: Some will fight for friendship.

[REAR SHOT of a stocky, red-haired DWARF standing at a ticket counter, standing on his toes so he can see the attendant, pounding the counter with his fist. An enormous axe is tucked into a belt loop, and there are a couple of large, hastily-packed bags to either side of him.]

DWARF: I don't care where the next one is going to. Threehills? That's fine!

DI'FIER (OS): Threehills is a lovely place.

[CLOSE-UP as the dwarf turns, his eyes widen and he goes pale - we see that it is GARTO.]

VO: Some will fight for faith.

[BACK to the ARCHERS, who slowly begin to turn and look at something on their other side. CONTINUE PAN to reveal the hooded and cloaked forms of Dru's poorly disguised SERPENT PEOPLE, clutching their spears.]

[CUT TO a bearded, armored man - BROTHER EGIL - raises his hand to shield his eyes, and we see a brilliant white light begin to shine upon him. PULL BACK to reveal that the cavern is being illuminated by the ribbons of light that form the wings of an ANGEL.]

VO: One will fight for love.

[CLOSE-UP on DRU: dirty, bloody, angry.]

DRU: Where. Is. My. Father?


[LONG SHOT of darkness. We see a flickering light illuminate a doorway, and it reflects off of water. As the lightbearers enter, we see it is an enormous arched tunnel, with walkways to either side of an underground waterway.]

VO: Their battle will take them far beyond the lands they know.

[CUT TO GARTO, DRU, and DI'FIER around a table.]

GARTO: Silathenial? It's a myth.

[DI'FIER lays an ornate dagger on the table.]

DI'FIER: It's no myth.

[CUT TO MERCENARIES, blades drawn, shields ready, creeping forward into the darkness.]

VO: Some of them will never return.

[The shadows swallow them up, and for a moment all we hear is the crunch of gravel under their feet. Then, a ball of flame EXPLODES in the middle of them, scattering them like toys. The music changes to something frenetic with a driving beat and plenty of percussion. The following is a series of QUICK CUTS

[A stone-walled room full of armed soldiers, as the stone twists as if it were clay. Sword-weilding creatures begin to pour through the opening: half elf, half spider.]

[A twisted, hunchbacked GIANT in the middle of a cavern, screaming in rage, swinging his enormous morningstar across the top of a stone wall and splattering three armored GUARDS.]

[LONG SHOT from above a ballista as distant figures begin to run across a stone arch connecting two towers. The ballista fires and the spearlike bolt arcs through the air towards them.]

[A mosaic of a GIANT SPIDER begins to tremble, and chips of colored stone scatter as the creature begins to pull free of the picture.]

[LIGHT lances through the darkness and falls upon a naked, battered ELF chained to the wall of a closet. He shies away from it.]

[DRU in the darkness, her rapier in her left hand, calmly taking aim with the flintlock in her right. The music pauses for a moment, and then the roar and the smoke and flame of the gun being fired.]

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