Final Draft, barring typos!
Changes: I decided to change the Wizard’s motivation and simplified some of the more hectic panels. -Cal
Establishing shot with Title: “Ghat Saves the Day”.
We’re looking down onto a dirt road that emerges from dense forest on the right into a grassy meadow pocked with wildflowers to the left. The day is bright and sunny, only a few clouds in the sky.
Though the road in the forest is showed by trees, we can see the silhouette of a cart (pulled by a MULE) and a figure walking in front of it. In the meadow, a smaller figure is crouched behind a bush.
We can see the smaller figure now, looking his direction with the bush and forest behind him. The figure is a bald GNOME who has clearly seen better days. His beard is singed, his clothes are torn and scorched, and he’s wearing an eye-patch. The GNOME is nervous, muttering to himself as he reaches into a cloth bag that is remarkably cleaner than he is.
1. GNOME (Whispering)
Last Time, that fireball-tossing jerk caught me off-guard. Steal my blueprints, will he?! Let’s see how he likes it when I fight fire with…
Close up on the GNOME’s hand which triumphantly holds up a shiny gold coin-shaped token that’s about the size of a coaster. It’s etched with a spiral symbol in the middle that suggests magic, without being too fiddly.
2. GNOME CON’T (Whispering)
SFX – TOKEN
The Cart and its guards have emerged from the forest into the clearing. We can see now that there’s a generic ELVEN GUARD walking in front of the cart. The ELF is wearing Generic Fantasy Guard Armor, ie: simple breastplate and helmet that hides their eyes and has a spear in hand.
Pulled by a bored MULE, the cart is as basic as they get: a box on wheels with red fabric stretched over opening and tacked down on the sides.
Driving the cart is a human WIZARD with messy brown hair in need of a trim who is the owner of the worst wispy moustache ever. He’s dressed in a pointy hat that’s bent to one side halfway up and robe that has a few stars on it, the stereotypical “wizard” look that is too short on him, leaving his forearms and calves poking out awkwardly. He’s got simple shoes on that only go up to his ankle.
The GNOME pops out from behind the bush (movement lines?) 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.
The Mages Guild sends their regards!
SFX – TOKEN
Reaction shot close up: The GUARD is at the ready, spear ready but a bead of sweat is dripping down their face.
Reaction shot close up: The WIZARD is pulling back in surprise! His eyes wide and his hand lifted to shield himself.
Reaction shot close up: The MULE continues to be bored.
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 to the side. A leaf blows by, emphasizing that nothing is happening. Things should be happening!
SFX – breeze blowing 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. The Token was obviously supposed to do something, but hasn’t. Is it a dud?
3. WIZARD (from off-panel)
Are those regards supposed to make me feel embarrassed for you? Because it’s work–
Blue 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 has one arm shielding his eyes from the bright light, and holds the other up in front of him to cast a spell blindly in the GNOME’s direction.
1. WIZARD (yelling)
AUGH! My eyes!
Close up of the WIZARD’s hand as fire leaps from his outstretched fingers.
2. WIZARD (yelling)
Eat my Fireballs, Gnome!
The Fireball arcs forward to impact on a large figure that’s standing where the token was. Fire splashes out around the figure and making their silhouette hazy, hard to see. But they’re BIG, much bigger than the GNOME who maybe is half as tall. And that’s being generous.
SFX – Fireball
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 have split to either side of him. Whoever the token summoned blocked the impact and left a lee of safety that protected him.
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 leather top and skirt with Spikes and bones attached and is holding a massive club on her shoulder that’s more baseball bat than staff. Fierce, mean and scarred, her mohawk is smouldering a bit, but she’s unhurt and unfazed by the fireballs.
1. GHAT (the orc) (Super heavy and gravelly text)
Guild send Ghat. Gnome safe now. Ghat Five star.
The WIZARD looks insulted, how dare she shrug off his fireballs? Worse still, she’s… an… ORC!? He stands up on the cart, furious.
They let an Orc into the Guild? An Orc, but not m– Orcs can’t even use magic!
2. WIZARD (con’t)
Guard! Take that Orc out.
GHAT is unbothered by the yelling. She stares down the ELF and WIZARD as she walks toward them, club in hand.
Small man must not know many Orc. Guild know Ghat magic. That enough.
The desperate ELF leaps forward, jabbing their spear towards the reader (and GHAT, who is off panel). There’s sweat on the ELF’s face, and they’re gritting their teeth. They know this is a bad idea, but are doing it anyways.
GHAT catches the pole of the spear in one hand, she’s shadowed, looming, eyes glinting and smiles faintly at the ELF.
Reaction shot of the ELF, who is now sweating profusely. They done fucked up.
4. Elf (in a very small voice)
S- so sorry Ma’am. I need–
Close up: GHAT snaps the spear with one hand, her smile is wider.
5. Elf (in a very small voice, off panel)
SFX – spear
GHAT leans over the terrified ELF, who sits down quickly.
Yes ma’am, sorry ma’am!
SFX – Elf
The WIZARD is standing now, hands held out in an “HOW COULD YOU DO THIS” gesture.
What are you DOING? I paid you for a reason.
2. WIZARD (con’t)
Fine! I’ll you and the Guild that I’m better than any stupid–
A massive (green if in colour) hand grabs the Wizard around the throat, cutting off his air and as a result, his words.
3. WIZARD (con’t)
GHAT pulls the WIZARD off the cart, holding him level with her. Her eyes are narrowed and the WIZARD is holding onto GHAT’s hand but there’s no way he’s getting free. His face is turning red, and his legs are kicking uselessly in the air.
This Orc not care what small human think. Man broke rules: made illegal magic. Guild look bad. Guild angry.
5. WIZARD (strangled voice, messy font?)
GHAT drags the WIZARD kicking and screaming to the token that has started to glow blue.
Gnome: Mage Guild say thank you. Rate Ghat service experience.
Close up of the Gnome who covers his face as the token’s blue light flares.
SFX – Token
Where the Token was flutters down a piece of parchment, which the gnome watches in surprise.
SFX – Paper
Close up of the note which has a blue wax seal with same symbol we saw on the token (Guild of mages). The parchment is nice, but has those distinctive “cracked edges” that all fantasy scrolls have.
The text itself will be added by the letterer. The text is very formal and calligraphic, except for the name “GHAT” which is spelled in block caps in blue ink.
5. PAPER – Text
Tell us how ____GHAT___ did today!
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😦 😐 😀
Thank you again for choosing the Mages Guild for your magical needs.
(This note will teleport to the Guild upon completion.)