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Random Plot Generator: Dragons

Table 1 - Hook

When the party enters a new town, it’s clear there’s an urban legend no one wants to mention about something just beyond the town’s gates. No one’s willing to talk about details except for one village outcast, who claims part of the secrecy is the large reward for anyone able to confront the creature.

A horribly wounded stranger approaches the party frantically begging for help and sanctuary from the nearby “monster.” They are disoriented and cannot conjure many details, but claim there are others who did not escape still inside with the beast.

A party member connected with higher powers of some kind begins dreaming about a human stuck in the lair of a dragon, one legends say cannot be defeated. The human tells the party member they are, in fact, a metallic dragon in disguise, and should the party free them from their magical binding, they will slay the dragon and let the party keep its trove of valuables. The problem? There’s no way to prove whether or not the human has ulterior motives, and may be luring the group into a trap.

While dealing with a powerful thieve’s guild, the party or one of its members is rewarded with the prize of a dragon’s egg. Though the seller assures them there’s no danger, only potential financial gain, the party’s next trip close to the mountains proves this to be untrue in swift, violent fashion.

The royal family contacts the party with a plea to find their child, who they believe has been taken by a longtime draconic adversary of the kingdom. When the party arrives, they fight a different type of dragon than the one the royals prepared them for, one that has never been seen before. It is up to the party to determine where this new dragon came from, what it wants, and what, if anything, that has to do with the missing heir.

The party takes what they think is a normal transport contract, but when they arrive they see it is the sleeping form of a young dragon destined for some sort of carnival attraction. Those who give them the cargo instruct the party not to ask any questions, and leave the party alone with the sleeping creature, still expecting the delivery to be made on time.

A well liked NPC makes a new friend who, though awkward, is very nice to the party. A few days later, the party receives word that the NPC has been attacked by something the party knows they have little chance against. However, when the party arrives, the NPC’s new friend has killed the adversary as they transform back into their humanoid form, having revealed themselves as a metallic dragon. Turns out the NPC has gotten involved in a much larger draconic conflict, the metallic dragon serving as their assigned protector, and perhaps the party may have a role of their own to play.

One of the martial classes in your party has been struck with what they think is a degenerative poison making their job a challenge. Though spellcasters and potions can negate effects, the martial can’t shake the feeling that the toxin isn’t gone. The only thing that eases the feeling is researching a mythical dragon, one who is rumored to take a liking to certain warriors. Perhaps this isn’t a poison at all, but an effort to draw a new champion closer.

Table 2 - Allies (Roll 2)

An eccentric draconic studies professor at a local magic institute.

A charming retired knight who has taught this dragon before.

A wise cartographer irritated with their inability to chart the area near the lair.

The concerned parent of a local squire who wants the beast gone before their child has to fight it.

The ghost of someone killed by the dragon decades ago, excited for the party to avenge them.

A master monk of the ascendant dragon who has studied the dragon’s movements for a long time, but worries about the disruption to the order of the draconic world the killing of the beast would cause.

A frazzled inkeeper who is willing to give the party whatever the need to help, as the dragon’s been killing their business.

A kind local dragonborn who hates that the dragon serves as a reason to bully and exclude them.

A druidic leader who mourns what the dragon has done to local nature, and is thankful the party is trying to fix it.

A somewhat sleazy local mayor or other democratic figurehead who worries the continued threat of the dragon may cost them the upcoming election.

A curious bard who can tell this will one day make a great story, and who wants to be the first to write songs about it.

A traveling cleric providing aid to any area they pass. They fear further destruction and are eager to help stop it.

Table 3 - Additional Enemies

A colony of mimics who have hidden away among the dragon’s treasures.

A for hire militia the dragon has convinced to work for them.

Local fauna who, after living in constant fear of the dragon, attack the party out of confusion and panic.

A trap set by previous adventurers for the dragon that may accidentally activate against the party instead.

A captive of the dragon who has unrelated personal conflict with one or more party members.

Spontaneously activating magical items and weapons that have been weakened and malfunctioning thanks to their time in the dragon’s lair.

A wizard whose longtime alliance with the dragon means they’re willing to protect it from all intruders.

Various creatures the dragon has rescued and cared for, making a horde of misfits who genuinely care for the dragon. Naturally, they rush to protect the creature who has taken such good care of them.

Consequences

A new home/keep in the village is awarded to the party.

Other dragons are suddenly aware of a party that can kill one of their own, and it makes them fearful and rash to a dangerous degree.

Something or someone kept hostage by the dragon is actually a long missing, beloved fixture of the community. The party’s financial reward doubles.

A hostage succumbs to their wounds as the party helps them out of the lair. Their very influential family is heartbroken and furious.

Word of their deeds causes a missing or estranged family member of a party member to reach out for a good faith congratulations.

The lair collapses as the party leaves, making the treasures inside much harder to recover and resell at high prices.

The town shows their gratitude by instituting town wide discounts for their heroes, allowing the party food, replenishment and even things like armor for a remarkably good price.

The dragon had a cult like group of followers, who now wish death upon the party for the destruction of their leader.

Weeks after the fight, the scars attained in the fight begin to glow and shift, turning into unique forms of Abberant Dragomarks for each applicable party member.

Unbeknownst to anyone, the lair was covering the entrance to the laboratory of a dark magic user, who is now rushing to remain a secret.

The party gains the permanent friendship of a metallic dragon, respecting them for their actions and wanting to help when they can.

An item or person found while clearing the lair casts serious doubt on something from a character’s past they thought to be certain.

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em-dash-press · 2 years

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Hi! You seem like you know your stuff so I wanted to ask a writing question. I get a lot of small ideas for a book - mostly places or characters, but I dont really have the plot or the bigger world that would put all the characters together. Would you recommend sitting down and really trying to find that one bigger plot that would make all the little ideas cohesive or should I just expand on the characters separately and see where that takes me? Thank you 🙏

Hey, friend—I have a few ideas you can try that I’ve found useful in the past! They may or may not work, which I also want to talk about after mentioning these writing tricks.

Making Your Location a Character

A great location can inspire a story, but sometimes it just feels like it has potential. You can always turn your location into a character and see if it sparks any ideas for a longer story. Consider things like:

The location: is this place indoors or outdoors?

The weather: if your location is outside or could include outdoor events, you could write a story based on that region’s weather. Maybe your characters survive a snowstorm, battle floods, or have to leave their home due to a drought that becomes your inciting event.

The terrain: a story that takes place in a mountain-side community will be different than a story in a desert location or a coastal town.

The community: is this place rural or urban? A big city or small town? The type of community will change the dynamics of the characters that live there, as well as their culture.

You could also set the scene by keeping a short story contained within a single location. You could invent characters that experience your future plot while hanging out in a bar, living in a prison, completing a day in school, working at their day job, or any other scenario that would keep them in one place.

Sometimes when I think of a location but don’t have a story, I also play around with the setting. Making a map can help that world feel more real and inspire plot devices or characters. This is my favorite map creation website because it’s free and allows you to play with the terrain, draw the entire continent, add buildings, and place names for locations on the map.

Developing Your Character Idea

I know there’s a long list of characters in my notes app that were inspired by different things. Sometimes I imagined a character based solely on their age, while other times they came to mind because I knew what their hobby would be, what they’d value most, or how they’d grow when they encountered their antagonist.

Most of those characters are still on that list! Sometimes when I scroll through them, they’re still a very limited idea of a character in my mind without any plot.

When this happens, you can flesh out a character that sparks your interest with a few tools:

Use this character sheet to flesh them out—you may not use all of the included information like their first words or death date, but the sheet will make you think of things that will make your character more fully realized.

Make an avatar for your character—when you can’t picture your character but know something about their personality/goals/growth, creating an avatar is a great way to get more invested in them. You could also browse stock photos or Pinterest to pick someone to represent your character.

Write some flash fiction—flash fiction can stretch anywhere from 100 words to 1,000 words. You don’t need to write a full story either. Put your character in a situation and write a quick scene to get to know them. They could go swimming with a friend and just have a conversation or meet someone in a grocery store. Even though your flash fiction won’t have traditional plot points, you’ll get to expand on your character and use those new traits in long-form writing if you want to keep writing about them.

Brainstorming Plot Ideas

Don’t discount brainstorming when you have a vague idea for a plot point, location, or character. Set a timer for five minutes and free write whatever your stream of consciousness says during that period while you’re focusing on that idea. There might be something that inspires you after you reflect on that paragraph or page. You could also work through a mental block by letting go of any structural writing.

You could also keep that new idea in mind while using a plot generator. You might not use everything the generator gives you, but they’re always helpful when you want to write and feel stuck. Try:

A plot generator that gives you characters, locations, and events

A generator that lets you select genres, types of characters, types of creative writing, and plot twists

A story generator that takes your input to create ideas with boxes for your character’s name, a feature of a location, and emotions they feel

A generator that gives specific ideas for protagonists, settings, theme, and actions

A generator that gives beginning, middle, and end events

A generator that inspires by genre

This site gives even more generators with other unique perspectives

Letting Your Ideas Marinate

It’s totally fine to get those random ideas and let them marinate if they don’t come with a story. I like to list those ideas in a bullet list within the Notes app on my phone, but you could also make that list in a Google doc or physical notebook.

While that idea sits in the back of your mind, find inspiration in stories. Read books, watch TV, or check out new movies. Think of them analytically or get inspired by the new ideas they present. They could help you return to that idea you had and flesh it out.

It also helps to talk about that idea with someone you love. They’ll become a sounding board if you want to talk about potential plot events surrounding that idea or even ask questions about that place/character. Sometimes talking out loud about something helps me grasp it better before starting to write about it.

Making Peace With Whatever Happens

Sometimes ideas don’t ever turn into stories—that’s okay! I wouldn’t recommend erasing them from your lists or mind. They may become useful later as ideas you weave into a story you haven’t thought of yet.

It’s also possible that nothing will ever come of them. I know I have more ideas in my bullet point list than I’d probably be able to write about in my entire lifetime. Some of them also make me shake my head and laugh because the idea came out of nowhere and just seems laughable now.

I hope these ideas help you figure out what to do with your idea, if you end up using it at all!

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somanykdramas · 1 year

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dumblemonchickenwing · 2 years

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I made AI write a story again. with Rouxls Kaard and Lancer.

Patient Rouxls Kaard

A Short Story

Rouxls Kaard had always loved old-fashioned Chicago with its knowledgeable, knotty kettles. It was a place where he felt fuzzy.

He was a patient, energetic, tea drinker with greasy lips and wide feet. His friends saw him as a putrid, pretty painter. Once, he had even brought an unlawful injured bird back from the brink of death. That's the sort of man he was.

Rouxls walked over to the window and reflected on his quiet surroundings. The clouds danced like skipping flamingos.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Lancer . Lancer was a brave monster with feathery lips and vast feet.

Rouxls gulped. He was not prepared for Lancer.

As Rouxls stepped outside and Lancer came closer, he could see the light smile on his face.

Lancer gazed with the affection of 2278 giving decomposing donkeys. He said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want hug."

Rouxls looked back, even more sneezy and still fingering the ripped piano. "Lancer, exterminate," he replied.

They looked at each other with barmy feelings, like two fair, fancy frogs dancing at a very admirable Halloween party, which had classical music playing in the background and two tight-fisted uncles running to the beat.

Rouxls regarded Lancer's feathery lips and vast feet. "I feel the same way!" revealed Rouxls with a delighted grin.

Lancer looked sleepy, his emotions blushing like a shaggy, successful sandwich.

Then Lancer came inside for a nice cup of tea.

THE END

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2nd

Lancer and the Three Friendly Hamsters

A Fairy Tale

Once upon a time there was a courageous boy called Lancer . He was on the way to see his babysitter Rouxls Kaard, when he decided to take a short cut through Stinkville Forest.

It wasn't long before Lancer got lost. He looked around, but all he could see were trees. Nervously, he felt into his bag for his favourite toy, Spike, but Spike was nowhere to be found! Lancer began to panic. He felt sure he had packed Spike. To make matters worse, he was starting to feel hungry.

Unexpectedly, he saw a friendly hamster dressed in a pink t-shirt disappearing into the trees.

"How odd!" thought Lancer.

For the want of anything better to do, he decided to follow the peculiarly dressed hamster. Perhaps it could tell him the way out of the forest.

Eventually, Lancer reached a clearing. He found himself surrounded by houses made from different sorts of food. There was a house made from lettuces, a house made from sweets, a house made from cakes and a house made from lollipops.

Lancer could feel his tummy rumbling. Looking at the houses did nothing to ease his hunger.

"Hello!" he called. "Is anybody there?"

Nobody replied.

Lancer looked at the roof on the closest house and wondered if it would be rude to eat somebody else's chimney. Obviously it would be impolite to eat a whole house, but perhaps it would be considered acceptable to nibble the odd fixture or lick the odd fitting, in a time of need.

A cackle broke through the air, giving Lancer a fright. A witch jumped into the space in front of the houses. She was carrying a cage. In that cage was Spike!

"Spike!" shouted Lancer. He turned to the witch. "That's my toy!"

The witch just shrugged.

"Give Spike back!" cried Lancer.

"Not on your nelly!" said the witch.

"At least let Spike out of that cage!"

Before she could reply, three friendly hamsters rushed in from a footpath on the other side of the clearing. Lancer recognised the one in the pink t-shirt that he'd seen earlier. The witch seemed to recognise him too.

"Hello Big Hamster," said the witch.

"Good morning." The hamster noticed Spike. "Who is this?"

"That's Spike," explained the witch.

"Ooh! Spike would look lovely in my house. Give it to me!" demanded the hamster.

The witch shook her head. "Spike is staying with me."

"Um... Excuse me..." Lancer interrupted. "Spike lives with me! And not in a cage!"

Big Hamster ignored him. "Is there nothing you'll trade?" he asked the witch.

The witch thought for a moment, then said, "I do like to be entertained. I'll release him to anybody who can eat a whole front door."

Big Hamster looked at the house made from lollipops and said, "No problem, I could eat an entire house made from lollipops if I wanted to."

"That's nothing," said the next hamster. "I could eat two houses."

"There's no need to show off," said the witch. Just eat one front door and I'll let you have Spike."

Lancer watched, feeling very worried. He didn't want the witch to give Spike to Big Hamster. He didn't think Spike would like living with a friendly hamster, away from his house and all his other toys.

The other two hamsters watched while Big Hamster put on his bib and withdrew a knife and fork from his pocket.

"I'll eat this whole house," said Big Hamster. "Just you watch!"

Big Hamster pulled off a corner of the front door of the house made from sweets. He gulped it down smiling, and went back for more.

And more.

Eventually, Big Hamster started to get bigger - just a little bit bigger at first. But after a few more fork-fulls of sweets, he grew to the size of a large snowball - and he was every bit as round.

"Erm... I don't feel too good," said Big Hamster.

Suddenly, he started to roll. He'd grown so round that he could no longer balance!

"Help!" he cried, as he rolled off down a slope into the forest.

Big Hamster never finished eating the front door made from sweets and Spike remained trapped in the witch's cage.

Average Hamster stepped up, and approached the house made from cakes.

"I'll eat this whole house," said Average Hamster. "Just you watch!"

Average Hamster pulled off a corner of the front door of the house made from cakes. She gulped it down smiling, and went back for more.

And more.

After a while, Average Hamster started to look a little queasy. She grew greener...

...and greener.

A woodcutter walked into the clearing. "What's this bush doing here?" he asked.

"I'm not a bush, I'm a hamster!" said Average Hamster.

"It talks!" exclaimed the woodcutter. "Those talking bushes are the worst kind. I'd better take it away before somebody gets hurt."

"No! Wait!" cried Average Hamster, as the woodcutter picked her up. But the woodcutter ignored her cries and carried the hamster away under his arm.

Average Hamster never finished eating the front door made from cakes and Spike remained trapped in the witch's cage.

Little Hamster stepped up, and approached the house made from lollipops.

"I'll eat this whole house," said Little Hamster. "Just you watch!"

Little Hamster pulled off a corner of the front door of the house made from lollipops. He gulped it down smiling, and went back for more.

And more.

After five or six platefuls, Little Hamster started to fidget uncomfortably on the spot.

He stopped eating lollipops for a moment, then grabbed another forkful.

But before he could eat it, there came an almighty roar. A bottom burp louder than a rocket taking off, propelled Little Hamster into the sky.

"Aggghhhhhh!" cried Little Hamster. "I'm scared of heigh..."

Little Hamster was never seen again.

Little Hamster never finished eating the front door made from lollipops and Spike remained trapped in the witch's cage.

"That's it," said the witch. "I win. I get to keep Spike."

"Not so fast," said Lancer. "There is still one front door to go. The front door of the house made from lettuces. And I haven't had a turn yet.

"I don't have to give you a turn!" laughed the witch. "My game. My rules."

The woodcutter's voice carried through the forest. "I think you should give him a chance. It's only fair."

"Fine," said the witch. "But you saw what happened to the hamsters. He won't last long."

"I'll be right back," said Lancer.

"What?" said the witch. "Where's your sense of impatience? I thought you wanted Spike back."

Lancer ignored the witch and gathered a hefty pile of sticks. He came back to the clearing and started a small camp fire. Carefully, he broke off a piece of the door of the house made from lettuces and toasted it over the fire. Once it had cooked and cooled just a little, he took a bite. He quickly devoured the whole piece.

Lancer sat down on a nearby log.

"You fail!" cackled the witch. "You were supposed to eat the whole door."

"I haven't finished," explained Lancer. "I am just waiting for my food to go down."

When Lancer's food had digested, he broke off another piece of the door made from lettuces. Once more, he toasted his food over the fire and waited for it to cool just a little. He ate it at a leisurely pace then waited for it to digest.

Eventually, after several sittings, Lancer was down to the final piece of the door made from lettuces. Carefully, he toasted it and allowed it to cool just a little. He finished his final course. Lancer had eaten the entire front door of the house made from lettuces.

The witch stamped her foot angrily. "You must have tricked me!" she said. "I don't reward cheating!"

"I don't think so!" said a voice. It was the woodcutter. He walked back into the clearing, carrying his axe. "This little boy won fair and square. Now hand over Spike or I will chop your broomstick in half."

The witch looked horrified. She grabbed her broomstick and placed it behind her. Then, huffing, she opened the door of the cage.

Lancer hurried over and grabbed Spike, checking that his favourite toy was all right. Fortunately, Spike was unharmed.

Lancer thanked the woodcutter, grabbed a quick souvenir, and hurried on to meet Rouxls. It was starting to get dark.

When Lancer got to Rouxls's house, his babysitter threw his arms around him.

"I was so worried!" cried Rouxls. "You are very late."

As Lancer described his day, he could tell that Rouxls didn't believe him. So he grabbed a napkin from his pocket.

"What's that?" asked Rouxls.

Lancer unwrapped a doorknob made from sweets. "Pudding!" he said.

Rouxls almost fell off his chair.

The End

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