Narrated D&D Story: The Adorable Tale Of How A 4 Year Old Plays Dungeons & Dragons


[Channel Teaser] The Adorable Tale Of How A 4 Year Old Plays Dungeons & Dragons Me: I’m a part-time DM, full-time dad. One day my four-year-old child and I were
biking home from school and she was telling me about her new friend. Child: “Do you know what we did? Nothing!” Me: “Nothing?” Child: “We just sat and talked! Talked! Talked!” Me: “So you were chatterboxes?” Child: “You’re a chatterbox too! When you play your game you’re like, ‘Chatter
chatter chatter chatter…’” Me: “When I play my game, I’m not chattering;
I’m telling a story.” Me: *She looked at me skeptically.* Me: “It’s like… You’re at the entrance to a dark, stony cave,
looking for treasure. You peek your head inside, looking out for
goblins. You don’t see any goblins, but you do see
some wolves.” Child: “Uh oh!” Me: “What would you do?” Child: “I would wait outside until the wolves
get hungry and go out to look for food… Do they look hungry?” Me: “They look tired. Two of them are lying down, the other is sitting
but yawning.” Child: “Can I give them some food?” Me: “What’s in your backpack?” Child: “… A sausage?” Me: “Yes, you can offer the wolf a sausage. How do you do it? Do you throw it, hold it out, set it down…?” Child: “I set it down and step back so he
can come and eat it.” Me: “The wolf stands up when you enter,
but when you pull the sausage out of your bag its eyes focus on it. It starts to drool. You set it down and step back. The wolf cautiously pads over to the sausage,
sniffs it, and then… GOBBLES IT UP!” Child: *(laughs)* Me: “The wolf wags its tail and walks over
to you. It starts sniffing your backpack.” Child: “Do I have any other food in there?” Me: “You have an apple pie, and a few more
sausages.” Child: “Well, the apple pie isn’t meat,
so the wolves won’t want that. I’ll give them the sausages.” Me: “You set down the sausages, and the
other two wolves also run over. The three of them happily devour the sausages,
tails wagging. Two of the wolves go back into the cave and
lie down, and they are soon asleep. The first wolf comes over to you and starts
licking and nuzzling you. You’ve made a new friend. What do you do now?” Child: “I sneak further into the cave.” Me: “It’s very dark in here. How do you see? You could light a torch, or cast a spell,
or —” Child: “Well, luckily I put a flashlight
in my backpack before I left! So I’ll turn it on.” Me: “Perfect! You turn on the flashlight and step into the
cave. You shine it up near the ceiling, and reveal
a large colony of bats. They start squeaking as the light shines on
them, and they fly away.” Child: “What else do I see?” Me: “Shining your light around the room,
you see stalactites — pointy rocks growing from the ceiling — and stalagmites — pointy
rocks growing up from the floor. And —” Child: “What else do I see?” Me: “You see a few beetles skittering around
the floor, and a lizard watching you carefully. Up ahead you see a tunnel, which might lead
to the treasure.” Child: “I sneak down the tunnel!” Me: “You walk quietly and carefully past
the sleeping wolves, through the tunnel, with your new wolf friend following behind. Soon you hear some noises ahead.” Child: (gasps) “What is it??” Me: “It sounds like creatures talking, but
in a language you don’t understand. They’re talking, arguing, laughing, and you
hear a lot of clinking, like forks and spoons on plates. What do you think they’re doing?” Child: “… Eating dinner?” Me: “As you get closer, you find that you’re
right — there’s a whole family of goblins at a table, loudly chattering and arguing
and eating happily. The food looks and smells unfamiliar; large
pieces of meat, and vegetables that you’ve never seen before — but it all smells delicious. Child: “Yum!” Me: “So what do you do next?” Child: “What can I do?” Me: “Anything you want! You could go out and talk to them, try to
sneak past, try to fight them…” Child: “I’ll sneak past.” Me: *At this point we have arrived home and
she is getting impatient as I pause the story to
wrangle her bike into our porch.* Child: “What happens? What happens?” Me: “They’re very preoccupied with their
meal, so none of the goblins at the table notice you. You keep to the shadows and make it to a doorway
at the other side of the cavern. You start to approach it, when you hear a
voice behind you —” Goblin Child: “Hi! What are you doing here?” Child: (squeals in horror) “What is it?” Me: “You turn around and you see a tiny
goblin child, holding a teddy bear in one hand and a leg of meat in the other, looking
up at you. She’s very small, less than half your size.” Child: “Aww!” Me: “She takes a little bite out of the
meat. What do you say to her?” Child: (nervous) “Umm… What does the wolf do?” Me: “The wolf walks over to the child and
licks her face. The goblin child giggles and scratches it
behind its ears.” Child: “Is this the wolf’s home?” Me: “It seems that way! The child seems to recognize the wolf, and
it likes her.” Child: “I still don’t know what to say.” Me: “The child sees your hesitation.” Goblin Child: “Are you looking for something? Should I call my dad?” Child: “No! I’m looking for… treasure.” Goblin Child: “Treasure? I don’t think we have any treasure. There are some shiny rocks and metal things
at the back of the cave. Is that what you mean?” Child: “Maybe?” Goblin Child: “Dad! There’s someone here. She says she’s looking for something.” Child: (Squeals in fear) Me: “A grown-up goblin saunters over to
you. He’s much bigger than the child, but still
smaller than you — because goblins are very small creatures!” Child: (giggles) Goblin Father: “What’s this? A human child?” Me: “He looks at you kindly.” Goldin Father: “What are you doing here
in our cave? Are you hungry? Do you want to join us for dinner?” Child: … “Am I hungry?” Me: “The food smells really good.” Child: “OK. I sit down with them.” Me: “The food really is good! You have a very nice meal with the goblins. At the end of it, the goblin father burps,
and says,” Goblin Father: “That was a wonderful meal! And I’m glad our unexpected guest could join
us.” Me: “Then a slightly sad look comes over
his face.” Goblin Father: “I only wish we could offer
you some dessert, but we never get dessert food items out here.” Child: (excitedly) “Wait, I have an apple
pie in my backpack!” Me: “What do you do?” Child: “I take the pie out of my backpack!” Me: “Everyone stares in wonder, eyes wide,
as you take the pie from your bag. The goblins are all very excited to see it.” Child: “I’ll share it with them.” Me: “The goblin father cuts the pie and
shares it out. They love it! They’re all very happy.” Child: (Grins happily) Me: “At the end of the meal, the goblin
father shakes your hand.” Goblin Father: “That pie was wonderful! I can’t remember the last time we had any
kind of dessert. I must give you something to thank you!” Me: “He goes off through the doorway that
you were trying to reach before.” Goblin Father: “I’m afraid we can’t offer
you much, but we do have this sack of shiny metal things. They’re not much use to us, but you might
like them.” Child: “Are they coins?” Me: “You look in the bag. It’s full of shiny gold coins.” Child: “I found it!” Me: “The goblin child gives you a hug, and
everyone waves goodbye as you leave the cave. You found the treasure, and you made some
new friends!” Child: (hugs my arm, big grin on her face) Me: “Later at dinner she tells her mother,” Child: “After school I went to a cave and
met a wolf!” Me: “I explained our game, much to her mother’s
bemusement. After dinner, she looks at me very earnestly
and whispers.” Child: “Daddy, when I walked into the cave,
I would have cast a spell that makes my eyes be like owl’s eyes, so I can see in the dark.” Me: “She has since told me she would use
the treasure to buy a sword, shield, suit of armour, and a horse.” So wholesome! It’s so cute seeing her imagination spin
the story so vividly. Have you introduced DnD to a child or younger
person? Please tell us of your experiences and comment
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100 Replies to “Narrated D&D Story: The Adorable Tale Of How A 4 Year Old Plays Dungeons & Dragons”

  1. I remember in elementary school I had a friend that I would walk around with during recess and we would make up stories about characters going on adventures or fighting monsters along side our favorite cartoon characters.

  2. I just started playing with my 6 and 8 year old.

    Main group is running Ravenloft (3.5), when one of the characters in the adult group is turned into a werewolf. He’s a childhood friend of mine, and the kids ask about the game. Of course, after filling them in, they’re peaked.

    They decided their second session they were going to help find a cure for the lycanthropy. I throw them into the road to Barovia, and at the Tavern they meet Parcival. (werewolf PC, who’s stayed behind from last session with a werewolf expert) Parcival and the kids set off to find the last remaining wolfsbane to be able to turn into a potion to be enchanted. He fights the bad guys off as the kids collect the plant and run off with the ranger to start the potion creation.

    Later that night, Parcival heads to the town to rejoin his group of players as the kids work with the alchemist to create the potion (simple pattern art).

    So, my 6 and 8 year old are indirectly fighting Strahd. Dad win.

  3. Tried introducing my younger nephews to D&D. One of them immediately turned in a murder hobo. While another is content to run away from the rest of the party so the story never really starts.
    Me-"you're in a graveyard. What do you do?"
    Nephew- "I wait right there for a friend of mine"
    Me- "uh, sure. After time your brother appears"
    Nephew-"not him. Someone else"
    (Me thinking, do you mind telling the DM?)
    Me- "you wait for hours, no one seems to be coming"
    Nephew-"I keep waiting"

  4. Those Goblins must have been members of the Clan of the Cryptic Fall. They're a goblin clan that is more neutralish than evil.

    (See Webcomic "Goblins: Life Through Their Eyes"

  5. Due to crazy circumstances, I was driving a van full of young kids on a long trip, all of whom were getting restless. So I started a completely verbal game with them and they had a blast. My children love "telling a story together."

  6. The father spins a one-off scenario off the top of his head, and a young child makes friends with family of friendly non-feral goblins…
    Faith in humanity fully restored.

  7. Aw man this is so wholesome. But now I'm like, "how come I never run into nice goblins like that family? I always seem to run into, and subsequently slaughter, the nasty ones."

  8. You know this probably going to get lost in the comments but I’m gonna say it anyway I was having a really crappy day just a lot of drama and everything like that and just hearing the story made my day pretty good and kind of pulled me out of the dumps and warmed up my heart. So glad I found your channel like a month ago. It’s a shame you don’t have a lot more subscribers your content is really good keep it up man ( high five)

  9. This kid knows their shit for packing essentials:
    -Like 20 sausages (no tin foil or anything, just some sausages)
    -A flashlight
    -An entire fucking pie
    -A potion of night vision

  10. @AllThingsDnD my 4 year old daughter actually just started playing in a game with my and my online group. It has been a lot of fun and something we get to do in the mornings before she has preschool. Lucky to have friends in other countries and so happy they work with us and let her play, I may need to send you guys the story of her first session, she has been hooked ever since and always asks when we are playing next.

    I love it too cause she said that her character's papa is me (she calls me Papa as english is my 2nd language) and its been awesome having the father-daughter team as we are both Aasimar that will gain our wings together soon. Been one of the most amazing bonding times ever.

  11. Imagination is every child's greatest tool, especially in a world just swamped with things to spark it. Sadly, unless we as children find a way to keep that spark lit, by either becoming passionate for a game that inspires creativity, or an art that often requires imagination and creativity to be made as best as possible (for both the creator of the work and the audience who views it), that spark will eventually die out, and those with lost lights will view those with lit lights as something to be belittled. They see that we still cherish our greatest gift from childhood, and that we are preserving and/or enlarging it as we do, and they at some level cannot help but feel envious, because they knew they had the same thing, but they do not know how they got lost when we didn't.

    Find your spark, if you've lost it. Continue to fan the flames if you still have it. Creativity is a wonderful thing, and it's beautiful when we use it the way we did when we were children: for good, because there was no other way we as children could think of using it for.

  12. I’ve never actually had the pleasure of playing a proper game of D&D (played TMNT & Battletech a little in High School, but the GM was an Army Brat and moved).
    Bought myself the books but never had a group. About 3yrs ago I decided to try running a game for my Kids (14yo, 11yo & 9yo at the time), in which they proved themselves feces-smearing Murder Hoboes !!!!! ???
    The Eldest has since permanently borrowed my stuff and runs games for a large rotating group of friends. ?

  13. stalagmite and stalagmites what are those?

    I really really feel like four year old will ask about any and everything!
    Or keeps asking about what can I see in repeat 🙂
    The infinite why routine

  14. My siblings started to play frogs at around that age. My very first games were lots of improv. and involved little rolls just like this one game.

  15. CHILD
    ME
    CHILD
    ME

    Just a suggestion: if you're going to make different voices, maybe don't introduce every line with the person's name/role, maybe just at the beginning. It gets a bit annoying on the long run.

  16. This was awesome 🙂 I printed out a sheet of hex paper and our girls and I staged a fight with some Lego minifigs and weapons that we have in our collection. They had a blast and I got absolutely trounced. 3 v 1.

  17. For my son's 10th birthday, I ran a module I wrote just for him and two friends. They played as warforged in the shape of animals and had to find a way out of the dungeon before the morning came, otherwise they would be sent back to the start to try again. After a few nights in the game, they managed to break a few traps that had been set for them, fight off some rats in the kitchen, and eventually find out that the key to escaping is held by a cowardly guard near the exit. They played for four hours straight that night, but did not finish. It was a sleepover and they eventually decided they wanted to get to their nerf war. They were on the fourth night and had only one more chance to make it it (they were so close!) but I have a feeling that guard would not have lasted all five nights.

    So if anyone wants my Five Nights as Freddy's module, let me know. 😉

  18. In a similar fashion to the featured story, I run a game with my 6 y/o son. He plays the equivalent of an
    Aarakocra fighter skinned as a white dragon wyrmling (the mini he liked best). It's great seeing how he interacts with story elements. He's always eager to dive into the next stage of the story, showing kindness and settling disputes every step of the way.

  19. Genius DM Dad – age appropriate content & a lesson taught about sharing and making friends! D&D has so many applications likes this; you can literally teach leadership, morals and values with it. I have a friend who uses D&D in child behavioral therapy.

  20. Man, I wish D&D with my nephew was this nice. Long story short, he got arrested twice and sentenced to death within thirty minutes. He's not exactly a Lawful Good character…Low key but really high key he was chaotic evil

  21. I introduced D&D to 10 year old, I guess kid (boy) not child but he acted very childish.Like :
    Me:You enter someones home,he is know for being a well respected hunter.
    Kid: I am going to attack him.
    Me:Umm yuu sure.
    He:Yeah
    Me:OK. Go ahead roll d20.He got 17.So he attacked with his (He is half orc by the way) battle axe.I roll for the hunter 2d20 one for dodge one for attack Nat 20 and a 15.He jumps away uses the wall for another floor back flip over the half orc and putting his knife to the kids champion.
    Kid:Sir sorry for attacking you.I didn't meant to attack you.
    Hunter:Well needless to say you are in trouble.
    Kid:Please spare my life, I will do anything for you.
    Hunter: Anything
    Kid: Yes sir.
    Well I have a task for you…

    So this is how I have gotten a kid/child into D&D

  22. This 4 year old can play DnD better then some adult players ya know the kind of players that end up on RPG horror stories… I'm not sure if that's funny or sad.

  23. Well done! I'm about to help my daughter teach her girls, my granddaughters, how to play the "dice game." They are 5 and 6. This story is great inspiration for that.

  24. "Dad, someone's here! She's looking for something!"
    Every D&D Player: thinks of their characters taking out their weapons and spells

  25. That's a wonderful way to stoke a child's imagination! I also really like how her kind, non-aggressive acts got her a lot further then being a arse would have been. A great way to teach kids you can get more flies with Honey then Vinegar, or goblins with apple pie in this case! I think the only thing that struck me as odd was how hungry the wolves were if they were essentially pets, yet the goblin family ate a lavish meal. Were they not actually pets but more like roommates? Or were the puppers just being gluttons? XD I'm sure there's darker options there, but they don't really belong in this kind of feel good story.

  26. I work in a orphanage (in Argentina we name it as "Hogar de niños", "Children's home", i dont know if there is any way to say it in english). They live there, and i started playing D&D with 4 childs (2 brothers, 12 years and 7 years, another boy about 12 years and a girl the same age). They are playing a campaing where they have to take vengange from the human emperor that is trying to conquer all the continent, forming an army to defeat him. I first starter with the two brothers, one cat-man rogue, Stif (12 years) and a lizard-man wizard, Fake (7 years), later in the campaing the other boy took one NPC lizard-man warrior (Slithering) as his PC. After a few sessions they meet Franchesca, the last player. She took an elf druid, princess of the biggest forest in the land. When they meet her, her people where in trouble because of the emperor, that ended up in a war where they took part defending her people. Then the elfs became their allies in the war, but to do so they needed to take care of the goblins in the deepest part of the forest who were making troubles too. The party was guided to the place so they can beat the goblins. They have some troubles fighting with the gigant trolls that the goblins slaved to work or fight, and they needed some recomendation. So the princess Franchesca went to train with his grandmother, the queen, that told her some weakesses from the trolls. Her grandmother was a demanding woman that were so angry with her because she tried to teach her before and never listened her lessons. When she nagged her it was very fun, because his grandmother was very grumpy and any mistakes from her granddaugther makes her shout and bluff. But she learned. So the party went again to fight the goblins and ended up killing all of them, except their leader (it took some sessions). So when they come back with the elves they found that all the elfs were reunited near her grandmothers home. She was laying on the bed, with Franchesca's mother on the side. Another elf told the party that the woman was attacked from a human spy. "The damage in her body will kill her, there is no way back". Franchesca kneel down on her side and her grandmother told her that was sorry from being so rude to her, that she loved her and was proud to her despite her mistakes. And told Franchesca's mother that she will be a great queen. The girl and the rest of the children were staring at me without saying a word. I looked her in the eye waiting her to response but she only said: "I dont know what to say, want to cry…". And then: "Ok, Franchesca cries". That was motivation enough to make the party and the new queen wanted to take vengange from the emperor. It was one of the best sessions that we have. We keep playing. Sorry for my english :B

  27. My son, 5 at the time, saw me with all of my D&D stuff while I was writing out a campaign and asked to play. So I set up a map and asked what he wanted to do. He told me that he had to fight goblins that had the medicine for his sick mommy. So he got the medicine and even found some gold, which he was happy about so he could go to the store and get some milk before taking the medicine home.

  28. I'm the dad/DM here. To answer some of the questions in the comments: Yes, it was entirely improvised (which is pretty close to my DM style in my actual games); I had no plans to take her through a campaign session on our way home from school that day. We've done this twice more since then; I wrote those up on Reddit as well, linked on the original story: http://bit.ly/4YearOldDnD

    We haven't had a chance to do more lately, but she has made some design decisions on her sword and armour. It all depends on her mood… nearly 100% of her attention right now is taken up either by art or reading.

    Nice goblins: In my regular campaign, the fact that goblins are not the inherently evil monsters that everyone assumes them to be is a major part of the plot. Same with many of the other species. The assumptions people make lead to a lot of craziness. A four year old, however, has no preconceived notions about which creatures are evil and which are good.

  29. Hah, my brothers were the ones to introduce someone young into D&D.
    That was me! I’m 13 currently, 12 when they first introduced me to D&D. I was extremely nervous to join in since I tend to be socially awkward, but I seemed to fit in decently enough. I enjoyed playing for a few weeks with my character, an Aarakokra swan. My brothers and I didn’t realize Aarakokras were an illegal race meant only for a few people, but the DM didn’t mind. So, when we had a substitute DM that would stay for a decent amount of time, I had to quit much to my dismay.

    I since then have recently gotten into Call of Cthulhu, and I’m eager to see what awaits me in my next session… Probably death because I’m a complete noob. I do plan on possibly joining back into D&D, although the rules shifted which made things not fun for some. I just have to wait for another campaign to begin, which my brother told me it would be awhile.

    That’s fine though, I can wait. I still have CoC to learn anyways… I especially have grown attached to one of my characters, a socially awkward Serbian pilot that will probably be ripped to shreds by the horrors that await in the next session. 🙂

  30. I introduced D&D two a handful of 10-13 year olds and a 15 year old. Don't regret a thing, they had an amazing time and I'm starting a long-term campaign come January.

    10 – Goblin Thief
    12 – Elf Divination Wizard
    13 – Aasimar Fiend Warlock
    15(16) – Human Fighter
    Their mom – Halfling Dream Druid

    They're all so excited to play a 1st-10th Level campaign and I can't wait to see all the crazy stuff these kids will think of

  31. I dmed for my 4 yr old, she ended up playing a rouge like a pro, climbing a true to jump and sneak attack a baby dragon and riding it like a rodeo bull as she shanked it, I was rather surprised, should I be concerned about this child and her methods.

  32. Not quite the same but my oldest son would come stand by me when I would DM for my friends and try to learn what we were doing, at the time he was 5 or 6 so he just loved the dice and wanted to know why we were rolling them and what they would do. He would ask what we were talking about and I would tell him what the characters were doing and let his imagination take over and tell us what he would do. Adorable really, the group tolerated his intrusions because well, he was my kid and I'd probably eat their souls, and it was cute as hell when he would say he would use his sword to attack something or steal/hide something from what was going on. He's 11 now, I might actually sit him down at my table with a sheet of his own!

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