"What kind of character did you roll?" Willow asked Xander as Jesse set up the Dungeon Master's screen on the table.

"Half-Orc Barbarian," Xander replied proudly. "You?"

"Elven Wizard."

Jesse looked up from the clatter of dice. "You always play wizards."

Willow shrugged. He was right. Xander was a different class and race for every campaign they played, but the game lost interest for her if she couldn't cast imaginary spells. "I could change it," she offered. "Sorcerer? Druid?"

"Wizard's fine," Jesse laughed. "Just don't kill any NPCs this time."

​"You're never going to let me forget that, are you?"