Prince Gigahertz by lukas kummer storyboard
Please note: This is a work in progress! The drawings are rough sketches and there are still some backgrounds missing. The final pages will be inked and colored. Also, I might change the story a little bit. Pardon my English: I am not a native speaker. So there might be mistakes and poor grammar. However, this will be fixed for the final product. A friend of mine is from Ireland. She works as a translator and lector. So she knows her stuff. enjoy. :)
Once upon a time, in another world...
... there was a knight-
and a demon, who chased him through the dessert.
Hello?
Is anyone there?
Looks like we caught a fighter. Bring him over here.
BrBrancelot? Is that you?
Dear gods, are my eyes deceiving me? Can it be?
Imbecile! He is the kingdom’s first knight, wizard of the court and general of the royal rebel army! You leave him be!
Time happened to me, old friend.
Can we eat him?
What happened to you, Brancelot?
Foul meat and poisoned Water happened to me.
A savage war for survival happened to me.
Have you forgotten? We failed to stop the devils seed! It grew into a giant tree of fire and thunder! It burned the land, boiled the sea and made us all sick.
I guess I was... asleep. How long has it been?
And you haven’t aged a day. How is that possible?
You vanished, and left us all to rot and die! Where were you?
You have been gone for 30 years.
I don’t know.
30 years!?
What happened to the princess? Did you save her?
It’s all my fault.
What are you doing? We have to go!
There is no time left!
Let’s get out of here, now!
Farewell, princess.
Everything turned into light.
Then, darkness...
I woke up in the water, covered in mud and debris.
I freed myself and swam to the surface.
I thought I died and was reborn in the underworld.
I wandered around for a while. It took me some time to realize that this forsaken wasteland used to be my beloved Kingdom.
The demon... So he is back as well.
Follow me.
And then, he appeared on the horizon. He is after me.
I don’t have much time. I need to go back to the warlock’s tower. I came here for my stuff. Is it still here?
I wasn’t sure, if you would ever come back. After the incident, people weren’t too fond of magic.
I had to lock your stuff away. But it’s all here.
The box of enchanted whispers.
And your sword, Excalibur.
The eyes of Faresight.
The key to your iron mare. She is waiting for you in our old hideout.
A peasant found it in a dried up riverbed. We traded it for some food.
The magic Thunder sticks.
Three jars of magic fog.
Thank you Brancelot. You are a true friend.
Ahhh!
That’s him.
Go. I’ll try to stall him.
GO!
You’re too late. He is gone.