Fantasy Races Writing Prompts

You've noticed that unlike the rest of your companions, the elves you're travelling with have never excused themselves to answer nature's call, even though they eat and drink just as often as you do. When you work up the courage to ask the elves about this, their explanation astounds you.

Dragons are rarely made of flesh and blood, the substance of their bodies is dependent on where their egg hatches. Dragons of the forest are made of wood, dragons of the tundra of ice, and a dragon egg, left in an unexpected place, can birth something truly unique.

After mistakenly transfering to a high school for monsters, you try to tell them that you're just a regular human. However, because of bizarre coincidences creating apparently inexplicable situations, the school population and teachers come to believe you're actually an Eldritch Abomination

Dwarfs can hear a weapons voice, Swords speak in vigor, Bows speak with precision, Hammers are blunt and to the point. But when a Dwarf found an old human tank, as their fingers ran across its barrel it heard it say a tired firm voice “I will watch until I am needed again”

You are the child of a union between two separate half-dragons. However, genetically, you are fully human. You are about to introduce your fiancé to your extended family - and they haven't believed you to this point about your... diverse family tree.

You are a god with no followers nor enemies, yet you still persist. No god had ever lived without worship before. The other gods are stumped as to why this is so...until you tell them what you are the god of.

You live in a world shaped like a big Rubik's Cube, the face of each square having a unique climate. Some unseen force periodically twists and repositions the cube, so you never know what friends, enemies, dangers, or resources will be at your borders next.

During the war between angels and demons, humans are the collateral. They are continuously used by the two forces for their advantage until humanity decides to just kill both.

“Let me get this straight. I, a Fae, have spent LITERAL CENTURIES studying the subtle arts of deception, glamour, deceit, and misdirection, and you, a mere human, can just stand there and say things that are untrue?!” “Yeah, that’s about right.”

A group of elves is chatting on the table next to you in their native tongue, and the entire party is staring at the ranger who studied elvish. Veins bulging, jaw clenched, fist tighten around the mug he is holding, and face all red as he desperately tries to not explode into laughter.

Some pedestrian ran out in front of your truck, and you hit him. So why, now, are you and your shitbox Ford in a strange stone and wood town, with a fox-person yelling into the passenger window directions on how to kill the King of the Liches? Well, at least the fuel gauge is stuck on full.

Humans have no souls. Their entire consciousness is stored within an organ called the brain. They have no afterlife. This of course, terrifies all the other races.

You are a werewolf and everyone in the village knows. When its nearing the full moon they all help you baricade yourself in your home since you are the only wheat farmer in town. Everything was fine until some self righteous lord takes over and demands not only your land but your home as well.

Fantasy races banished humanity to another realme for 50000 years and when the banishment ended the fantasy races came to invite humanity back only to find that they have built ring worlds, Dyson spheres and mind uploaded themselves.

Your small, otherwise unimpressive, kingdom is suddenly one of the strongest powers in the land. This is due to the sole reason that, unlike other rulers, you're happy to work with the local orcs, goblins, dragons, and several other races that are usually attacked on sight.

You are an immortal who has lived for 4,000 years. Your only friend was an elf, the last of their kind. At their funeral, it’s just you and someone you’ve never met before.

Alice Liddell became famous after returning from her trip down the rabbit hole. Now an adult, she aids in the British Empire's colonisation of Wonderland.

You're an orc woman. Your human fiancee,somehow, survived the pre-marriage trial of beating three of your brothers in bare handed combat to prove himself as husband and is now being treated by the healers. Now, according to tradition, you're going to his clan to prove yourself as wife to him.

"Many claim human lineage. Many would be humans are just elves or dwarves with a pinch of human blood decades back. Clearly your an imposter." "I'm just a kid from Ohio and I have no idea what you're talking about."

An elf absolutely nerds out over human technology, especially weaponry. When he's shipped off to experience it firsthand, he's no less excited.

“So my mom is half-Fae, and my dad is half-dragon; that’s where my powers come from. How about you?” “I’m half-mermaid on my mom’s side, hence the wheelchair.” Your new magic school roommates suddenly turn to you. “What about you?”

You were adopted and raised by a dragon. You and your step-brother never got along with him looking down at you for not being a dragon. You take a deep breath before entering his cave to inform him about the death of your mother.

Long ago, a young elf met a young human in the forest of Eternia and they became best friends. Now, a millennium later, that same elf faces his old friend, the now terrible lich lord, in the same forest.

You are a bartender in a fantasy tavern. Different races have vastly different tolerances for alcohol, so you need to make your drinks have different potencies depending on who you are serving. You just unknowingly served a shot meant for an orc to a changeling disguised as an orc.

You are an Orc soldier seeking to fight the greatest warriors of the different species. The first one you choose to face is a human warrior that has claimed many lives. You find him now running a vineyard. He refuses your challenge and says to you, "Vietnam was no glorious adventure"

Every full moon you must chain yourself indoor and hide. Not because you're a Werewolf, your entire hidden village is actually. No, its because you're a freak, a monster, an embarassment... you're a Werepug.

You know how old humans will become set in their ways? Obstinate and reluctant to embrace new things? Old elves have the exact same problem, but they've got orders of magnitude longer lifespans.

Elves remain youthful after age 20. All elves have a hard lifespan of 500 years before they return to the aether. You've been adventuring with an elf and fallen in love. Under the moonlight she confesses to you that its her 499th birthday and this life of adventure has been her last hurrah.

You are a lawyer assigned to defend a serial killer, who was arrested because his house was filled with mounted human corpses. He claims he is actually from a lineage of Dragonslayers, and those are the human forms of dragons he'd slain in modern times. You are a dragon in human form.

You knew from the beginning that opening up and taking care of an orphanage full of Fae children would be exausting, that there would be sacrifices; that you would shed sweat, blood and tears. But seeing the first Fae child be adopted, by a fellow human no less, was all that made it worth it