This is basically the same game as the one that has been running for quite a while, but it will be all official material, no house rules or non-rulebook sources of any kind, and I may enforce mandatory characters if things get too far out of hand (TRF has said that things were getting carried away in the other game). I also want chracter and OOC dialouge to be better managed, in other words don't fill this game up with a bunch of meaningless chatter (If all you want to do is talk about something, do it in the other game). New players are always welcome, and in fact encouraged, even if you don't own any of the books or know any of the rules. If any new players want to join, see the other game for rules, give me a race and class, and I will take care of the rest. As soon as at least 4 characters are made, this game will begin. The module I am using is a DCC, known as "The Black Pearl" (and I don't mean the ship from Pirates of the Caribbean)
Cassio looks between the boy and Angel, and finally decides to ignore the boy as best he can. He extends a hand to her. "Here, do you want help standing up?" he offers. "Like I said, I'm sorry about before."
"Look Cass your scaring the lights out of her. Just let me try to handle this." She continues in Celestial."Don't mind him he's just an idiot." She loses her spell Create water & cast the lowest heal spell on her.
The boy gets between Cass and Angel, then shoves Cass back. It isn't enough to knock him over, but it does make him stumble and have to catch himself. He then turns around and whispers to Angel. She then opens up her wings, wipes her tears and the boy helps her up.
"It's not my fault she's a freaky muta- Cassio cuts himself off. "You know what, you're right. You handle that. I'll handle this." He turns to the boy that was whaling on him. "What do you think you're doing, squirt?"
Cassio grabs his bloodied upper lip/nose with both hands, which luckily covers his mouth. This spares the ears of those around him by muffling the muttered extremely vulgar profanities pouring out of his mouth in a constant stream. "I wasn't going to..." he says to Adepte with enough volume to be audible.
Angel is now rubbing the spot on her cheek where the cut and bruise used to be with a sad look on her face. She nods when Adepte speaks Celestial to her. (Also, when speaking Celestial, put C: before what you say.)
