Snowflakes of Doom

My pink-clad daughter descends on discarded drafts of Dark Age mayhem. The princess makes two folds, two snips with zigzag scissors and repeats. Soon a scatter of paper snowflakes bedecks the glass of the garden door. My words of war and death are become a mere frost framing glimpses of winterbound slide and sandpit. Even so, a little girl's laughter cannot save the burning mead hall.

Planet of the Monkey Dogs - designing a roleplaying scenario

Looks like I'm GMing a space adventure for Kurtzhau and Brunhilda tomorrow. It's interesting because it means setting up conflicts in the settings and various entities, without pre-determining how they will resolve. Here's the sketch:



"x" indicates conflict/contradiction/revelation
italics indicates backstory
() indicates an action by a subfaction