Oct 16, 2016 6:15 pm
So on Friday, I finally decided to introduce my kids to tabletop RPGs. It's a day I've thought about since they were born. My daughter Alice is 7, and my son Gabriel is 4.
I decided to use Adventures in Middle Earth, because I recently got the book and I've been drooling over it since. We made some simple characters. I skipped most of the special abilities, skipped the starting equipment, and instead of backgrounds I just gave them two more skills that made sense. Alice decided to play a Dunedain Wanderer (read: Ranger) named Ioreth and Gabriel settled on a Beorning Slayer (read: Barbarian) named Gerold, though he wanted to be named Gabriel for a while, and then wanted to be named The Hulk a few times more. When I gave him a list he liked the name that sounded most like the helicopter from Thomas and Friends.
Gerold wanted to be a "Sword guy," and so Ioreth (since there wasn't a wizard class) wanted to be an "Arrow guy." Gerold saw the picture of the Beorning in the book with an axe, and quickly said that he wants a sword and definitely not an axe, cause he doesn't like axes. He settled on a hammer because I convinced him that The Hulk has "hammer fists."
As the game started, I gave them a quick introduction to the town of Bree. Gerold interrupted me, and as the first action of the campaign, he said, "I want to attack Alice," referring to Ioreth. I was surprised, and I said, "Why?"
"Yeah, why, Gerold?" Ioreth asked calmly.
"No," he corrected, "I want to attack Alice's character." After a laugh, I asked him why again, and he explained that it was because Ioreth has an axe. "But she doesn't have an axe," I told him, "She has a sword and a bow and arrow."
Then Gabriel wanted a sword, and so he had a sword.
The game got underway after that, and Ioreth and Gerold met a merchant named Milo who said he'd been robbed of his precious spices by some orcs on the road. Ioreth quickly volunteered to help, and even added that if they couldn't find the spices, they'd pay him all of the money he'd lost. "Wow," he said, "You can afford that?"
"I'll get a job!" Ioreth said proudly.
Then they were off, marching down the road and passing other travelers like themselves until they came upon the scene of the attack. They found a broken cart that was on fire, no horses to be seen, as well as no spices. They quickly wanted to find some water, and after some simple survival rolls, they managed to get some water from a nearby creek. "Water plus fire makes steam!" Gerold announced, dousing the fire.
Without the light of the flame to distract their eyes, they spotted some tracks in the mud. Alice said, "I want to pull out my nature book and look for Orc tracks to see if these are the same!"
Once confirmed, the heroic duo set off, following the tracks and chasing down the orcs. It wasn't long before they were investigating a dark cave and happening upon the thieving orcs. Three orcs were there among boxes of spices, and they roared and charged. Gerold quickly took punch. Gabriel replied, "I'll smash him!"
"Smash him with your sword?" I asked, fully expecting him to say yes.
"No, with my hammer!"
"You have a hammer?" I asked.
"Yes, and a bow and arrow."
Ioreth was able to shoot one of them with her bow, and danced around the enemy's attacks.
"You know what I want to do?" Alice asked.
"What's that?"
She paused, "Well, are these orcs naked, or do they have clothes on, or just shirts?"
"Well," I said, "They have armor."
"Oh," she replied.
"Why?"
Deviously, she explained, "I wanted to shoot them in the butt."
Eventually one of the orcs had fallen victim to Ioreth's precise shots. Gerold, in the meantime, was still having trouble.
"Gabriel, is Gerold getting angry?"
"Yeah!" He replied.
"Is he getting real strong?"
"Yeah!" He said louder.
"Is he gonna smash?!"
"YEAH!"
And so Gerold raged, in complete barbarian fashion, and as Gabriel flexed his tiny arms in between each die roll, the orcs fell in quick succession, dropping into a deep, non-lethal slumber.
They found themselves alone in the room with the recovered spices. I had thought that the mission was now over, but Ioreth said, "Gerold, now we need to find Milo's horses!"
I'd forgotten about the horses, and so I leaned back and said, "We'll see if Ioreth and Gerold can rescue the horses in chapter 2."
The kids called out, "Yay!"
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It was tons of fun for me to run a game like this for them. I was wondering if anyone else had any experience or funny stories to tell about running Tabletop RPGs for kids?
I decided to use Adventures in Middle Earth, because I recently got the book and I've been drooling over it since. We made some simple characters. I skipped most of the special abilities, skipped the starting equipment, and instead of backgrounds I just gave them two more skills that made sense. Alice decided to play a Dunedain Wanderer (read: Ranger) named Ioreth and Gabriel settled on a Beorning Slayer (read: Barbarian) named Gerold, though he wanted to be named Gabriel for a while, and then wanted to be named The Hulk a few times more. When I gave him a list he liked the name that sounded most like the helicopter from Thomas and Friends.
Gerold wanted to be a "Sword guy," and so Ioreth (since there wasn't a wizard class) wanted to be an "Arrow guy." Gerold saw the picture of the Beorning in the book with an axe, and quickly said that he wants a sword and definitely not an axe, cause he doesn't like axes. He settled on a hammer because I convinced him that The Hulk has "hammer fists."
As the game started, I gave them a quick introduction to the town of Bree. Gerold interrupted me, and as the first action of the campaign, he said, "I want to attack Alice," referring to Ioreth. I was surprised, and I said, "Why?"
"Yeah, why, Gerold?" Ioreth asked calmly.
"No," he corrected, "I want to attack Alice's character." After a laugh, I asked him why again, and he explained that it was because Ioreth has an axe. "But she doesn't have an axe," I told him, "She has a sword and a bow and arrow."
Then Gabriel wanted a sword, and so he had a sword.
The game got underway after that, and Ioreth and Gerold met a merchant named Milo who said he'd been robbed of his precious spices by some orcs on the road. Ioreth quickly volunteered to help, and even added that if they couldn't find the spices, they'd pay him all of the money he'd lost. "Wow," he said, "You can afford that?"
"I'll get a job!" Ioreth said proudly.
Then they were off, marching down the road and passing other travelers like themselves until they came upon the scene of the attack. They found a broken cart that was on fire, no horses to be seen, as well as no spices. They quickly wanted to find some water, and after some simple survival rolls, they managed to get some water from a nearby creek. "Water plus fire makes steam!" Gerold announced, dousing the fire.
Without the light of the flame to distract their eyes, they spotted some tracks in the mud. Alice said, "I want to pull out my nature book and look for Orc tracks to see if these are the same!"
Once confirmed, the heroic duo set off, following the tracks and chasing down the orcs. It wasn't long before they were investigating a dark cave and happening upon the thieving orcs. Three orcs were there among boxes of spices, and they roared and charged. Gerold quickly took punch. Gabriel replied, "I'll smash him!"
"Smash him with your sword?" I asked, fully expecting him to say yes.
"No, with my hammer!"
"You have a hammer?" I asked.
"Yes, and a bow and arrow."
Ioreth was able to shoot one of them with her bow, and danced around the enemy's attacks.
"You know what I want to do?" Alice asked.
"What's that?"
She paused, "Well, are these orcs naked, or do they have clothes on, or just shirts?"
"Well," I said, "They have armor."
"Oh," she replied.
"Why?"
Deviously, she explained, "I wanted to shoot them in the butt."
Eventually one of the orcs had fallen victim to Ioreth's precise shots. Gerold, in the meantime, was still having trouble.
"Gabriel, is Gerold getting angry?"
"Yeah!" He replied.
"Is he getting real strong?"
"Yeah!" He said louder.
"Is he gonna smash?!"
"YEAH!"
And so Gerold raged, in complete barbarian fashion, and as Gabriel flexed his tiny arms in between each die roll, the orcs fell in quick succession, dropping into a deep, non-lethal slumber.
They found themselves alone in the room with the recovered spices. I had thought that the mission was now over, but Ioreth said, "Gerold, now we need to find Milo's horses!"
I'd forgotten about the horses, and so I leaned back and said, "We'll see if Ioreth and Gerold can rescue the horses in chapter 2."
The kids called out, "Yay!"
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It was tons of fun for me to run a game like this for them. I was wondering if anyone else had any experience or funny stories to tell about running Tabletop RPGs for kids?