GHAT THE GREAT
Establishing shot with Title.
It’s a sunny day, and a dirt road is winding through a forest into a clearing. A gnome shaped figure is crouched behind a bush. There’s a silhouette of a cart coming down the road, but it’s still deep in the forest.
Closer now, we can see the bald GNOME is dressed in what might have been nice clothing before it suffered multiple explosions, singes and stains. His beard is singed and he has an eyepatch over one eye. The gnome isn’t really crouched, he’s small enough to be able to just stand there. He’s nervous, paying attention to the (offscreen) carriage. The gnome is reaching into a sack that is remarkably cleaner than he is.
- GNOME (Whispering)
Last Time, I didn’t know that thief was a mage. But I’ve got something to take care of that fireball-throwing jerk. Steal my blueprints, will you?!
PANEL 3 (inset panel)
Close up on the Gnome’s hand as he triumphantly pulls a large coin-shaped token that is about the size of a coaster from the sack. The token has a swirl etched into it with some arcane symbols. The Token is shiny and gleaming.
SFX – TOKEN
The Mage’s Guild wasn’t happy that they had a scab running around, undercutting their rates.
The Cart and its guards are emerging from the forest into the clearing. There’s two generic GUARDS on foot in front of the cart wearing basic armor. One is a half-orc woman, and the other is a gender-neutral elf. The cart is pulled by a grumpy looking Mule. The cart’s contents are covered with red cloth that has a few… scorch marks. Sitting on the cart is a human wizard with the worst wispy moustache ever.
The GNOME pops out from behind the bush and throws the Token to the ground as hard as he can. So hard that he’s up in the air, stubby legs out to either side like Elmer Fudd does when he throws his hat on the ground.
- SFX – TOKEN
Reaction shot of the Cart. The two guards are at the ready, the Half-Orc with a spear at the ready and the Human with sword drawn. The Merchant and Wizard are both pulling back with surprised/worried expressions.
The GNOME stands in the road, staring at the TOKEN that is now lying in the dirt. The bush that he had been hiding behind is just behind him and off to the side.
Close up of the TOKEN in the dirt, wind lazily blowing a leaf by it.
- SFX – Leaf
Close up on the GNOME’s face. He’s staring hard at where the Token is lying in the dirt with eyes wide and sweat beading on his forehead. He IS CONCERNED.
Reaction shot of the Wizard sitting on the cart, looking amused and a little confused.
Was… that supposed to do something? Or are you trying to buy back your–
Light explodes from the token up, turning the GNOME into a hazy silhouette as the light rays ‘blind’ the reader from seeing him clearly.
- SFX – Magic
The Wizard Panics! With one arm shielding his eyes from the bright light, he throws a fireball with his other.
- WIZARD (yelling)
AUGH! My eyes!
- SFX – Fireball
The Fireball impacts on a figure that’s standing where the token was, splashing out around the figure and making their silhouette hazy, hard to see.
The GNOME is huddled into a ball on the ground and trembling, arms over his head and certain of death. But we can see the scorch marks on the ground split to either side of him. Whoever the token summoned blocked the impact and left a lee of safety.
Looking up, we see a broad figure blocking out the sun. It’s a (lady) ORC, with full tusks, jutting jaw, broad shoulders. GHAT is all shoulders and muscle, think Strongwoman competition build. She’s wearing shamanic style leathers with Spikes and bones attached and is holding a massive club on her shoulder that’s more baseball bat than staff. FIERCE AS FUCK, mean and scarred, her mohawk is smouldering a bit, but she’s unhurt.
- GHAT (orc) (Super heavy and gravelly text)
Guild send Ghat. Ghat Five star, Gnome see.
Reaction shot of the Cart. The ELF looks confused, the HALF-ORC Looks afraid. The Wizard looks insulted, as though the idea of an Orc mage was repulsive. And how DARE she shrug off his fireball?
But! Orcs can’t use magic- that’s-
WIZARD Throws two more fireballs toward GHAT.
THAT’S NOT POSSIBLE. Orcs can’t use Magic!
- SFX – Fireball
GHAT lets the Fireballs hit her directly, not bothering to try to shield herself or dodge them. They splash into and around her, once again the Gnome is safe in the lee of her massive body.
With the dust and flames clearing around her Ghat is still standing, staring down the Wizard and the Cart. She’s pointing with a massive hand at their direction.
- GHAT (split into two bubbles)
Shot of the two guards who had been at the ready earlier. The HALF-ORC sits immediately, looking terrified. The ELF next to her is confused, looking over at her.
- HUMAN GUARD
What are you—get back UP!
SFX – half orc
PANEL 3 – inset
The HALF-ORC shakes her head, eyes wide in fear. Nope. NO WAY. NUH UH. She was staying put.
Close up of GHAT looming behind the ELF, showed and eyes glinting. The ELF shivers, a bead of sweat rolling down their jaw, eyes wide and unfocused as they *FEEL* the danger behind them.
Ghat slams her Club into the HUMAN GUARD, slamming them face down into the dirt in a very cartoony indent-the-ground kind of way.
The WIZARD is standing now, hands held out in an ‘AW COME ON’ gesture.
You hit him with your club! That’s not magic! That’s cheating!
Ghat looks up, club still resting on the back of the head of the HUMAN GUARD who is knocked the fuck out. She looks somehow more grim than she initially did as she turns to look up at the Wizard in the Cart a few steps away from her.
Sleep need touch. Ghat spell special. Baby-man not know much magic.
The WIZARD is too angry to notice lifting his hands up over his head and gathering fire between them to get the fireballs ready.
That’s not how that works! That’s now how magic works! I’ll show you what I’m capable of. Just like I showed-
A massive (green if in colour) hand grabs the Wizard around the throat, cutting off his air and as aresult, his words.
Ghat HOLD PERSON.
- 2. WIZARD
Urk! Hnnng! Leggo!
GHAT pulls the WIZARD off the cart, holding him level with her. Her eyes are narrowed and the Wizard realizes he’s made a horrible mistake. He’s holding onto Ghat’s hand but there’s no way he’s getting free.
Baby no talk; baby no magic.
Birds eye view of the road with GHAT holding the WIZARD, the ELF is still knocked out, the HALF-ORC still sitting and the Gnome kneeling in the road between two scorch marks.
Baby-magic not Okay. Guild angry.
GHAT drags the WIZARD along the road to the Token. He’s kicking spindly legs behind him in a vain effort to get free. His face is flushed from lack of air and also angry embarrassment. The Token is already glowing.
Gnome rate Ghat; Five star. Thank.
The Token flares up again.
- SFX – Token
Where the Token was flutters down a piece of paper.
Close up of the paper which has the symbol the Token did (Guild of mages) and the stars are outlines only, to be filled in.
- PAPER – Text
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