Enjoy Scene One of The Green Knight Chronicles, a tale of Coat of Arms’ favorite paladin!
Each of our bulletins will feature a segment of this script. When the story ends, Coat of Arms will bring the story to the silver screen for your viewing pleasure.
SCENE ONE: The Fastest Steed
by Clara Lehmann
INT. KING ARCHIBOLD’S PALACE
Open on King Archibold drumming his long fingernails upon the armrest of his throne. The king’s skin is pallor but his black hair glistens in the candlelit hall. A throng of villagers kneel before him. Several baskets of fresh beets and okra are presented to the king. He waves the baskets away with disinterest. Palace servants remove the baskets briskly.
There once was a king named Archibold; we called him King Archi for short but not to his face. He ruled the three hundred fields of Vetia, a farming village beyond the Naihcalappa Mountains, famous for its blood red beets and its deliciously slimy okra.
EXT. A FIELD OF VETIA
Men, women, and children work the beet and okra crops when a great shadow is cast upon the field. The children point upward in terror as a dragon spews its fiery breath upon them. Villagers run in terror.
But Vetia’s villagers suffered greatly. For over a decade, on the eve memorializing the death of King Archibold’s wife and his only son, a dragon attacked the three hundred fields of Vetia. Every year, the dragon burned the crops, attacked the women and children, and brought great angst to the village.
INT. PALACE CORRIDOR
A young woman, the princess, peers from behind the heavy drapes in the corridor. She watches the villagers intently as they plea with her father.
The villagers pleaded with the King and asked him to summon an army to defeat the dragon. But morose King Archi did nothing.
INT. THE PICKLED BEET
Several villagers draw up plans in Vetia’s local pub. A map lays on the table depicting the mountainous trek one man must take from Vetia to the Green Knight’s predicted location. The villagers take a vote and select Fernando, a small man with a mustache to pursue this mission.
At a loss, the villagers rallied. They decided to send their fastest steed…that’s me, their fastest steed in search for a famous dragon slayer called the Green Knight.
EXT. THE PICKLED BEET
Fernando is boosted upon his saddle with aide from his fellow villagers. He takes one last gulp from his beer stein before spurring his donkey onto the open road.
Fernando and his donkey meander along the dirt road toward the mountains in the distance. Zooming past him with great speed, we cross the mountains, two streams, and a marsh to the Green Knight’s temporary lair.
EXT. THE GREEN KNIGHT’S LAIR
A cavern reveals only darkness. Fernando arrives at its entrance and dismounts from his worn donkey. He stumbles to the ground. Fernando quickly jumps up and brushes dust off of his trousers. He quietly approaches the cavern’s entrance.
Neighboring villagers spoke of this fierce warrior as a nomad; a beast without a home. While his skills with the battle axe were unparalleled, many feared his appearance. According to legend, his skin glows green and his eyes burn red from decades of battle with winged demons.
INT. THE GREEN KNIGHT’S LAIR
Fernando edges his way along the walls of the cave.
Is there anybody there, hiding in the dark?
Except for a constant DRIP, DRIP, DRIP only silence returns from deep within the cavern. Fernando pushes himself forward until he hears something shuffling behind him. He stops suddenly in his tracks and whirls to face the sound. He screams and falls backward.
Oh, it’s only you Burrito! I told you to wait for me outside!
The ashamed donkey turns toward the entrance. Fernando pulls himself from the cavern floor. The DRIP, DRIP, DRIP continues. He peers toward the entrance to make sure Burrito exited when the DRIP, DRIP, DRIP falters. Fernando closes his eyes and cranes to listen. Slowly, a man, glowing ever so slightly green with deep, rust color eyes, lowers his mouth to Fernando’s ear.
THE GREEN KNIGHT
Fernando’s eyes flash open. His body becomes rigid. Stiff as a board, Fernando falls forward in a faint. A THUD echoes through the cavern.
CUT TO BLACK.
To be continued…
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