Jameson fit signe à Baldur et dit silencieusement : « Comme si ton intuition avait raison... » alors que le groupe de nouveaux arrivants marchait un par un. Les soupçons de Jameson s'élèvent encore plus à l'occasion des événements qui se déroulent devant lui, toujours plus légers qu'ils ne le sont pour le reste de son groupe. Il était clair que le maître de caravane connaissait Regina, mais la façon dont le maître de caravane se tenait près de la porte, c'était comme s'il attendait des invités. Le maître de caravane devait être là avant, comment aurait-il pu savoir où se procurer les couvertures et l'oreiller, mais pourquoi a-t-il caché ce fait? Jameson n'avait pas besoin d'un expert en magie cette fois pour lui dire que quelque chose de sombre est un pied.
Jameson a jeté son chapeau aux nouveaux venus pour montrer son côté amical, ou plutôt pour cacher ses yeux sceptiques. Il donna alors à Baldur une tape à genoux comme pour l'avertir avant de marcher vers Skylar par les étagères. Jameson se tenait devant l'étagère en agissant comme s'il cherchait un livre, puis dit à Skylar d'un ton rapide mais brouillé avant que les nouveaux arrivants ne se rapprochent : « Ceux-ci ne ressemblent pas au genre de personnes avec qui vous avez du thé et des biscuits, soyez sur vos gardes. »
Name: Jameson
Age: is 21, looks 21
Description: Jameson is your typical, run of the mill cowboy-type character, wearing a cowboy hat and a dark long overcoat. He is of average build and height, slightly bearded. He believes in travelling light and sufficient so he carries around a canteen, a knife and machete and 2 flintlock pistols (better safe than sorry he says). He looks worn from all the travelling but has the look of determination of a young man.
Gender: Male
Personality: Jameson keeps to himself most of the time but is a friendly guy who believes that travellers should help each other whenever possible, especially during times like these. However, he wasn't born yesterday and knows when someone is being "overly appreciative" of his kindness. He hates evil of all kind and will do his best to stop them whenever he comes across them in his travels even if it means bending over backwards at times.
Backstory: Jameson is from a land way down south, however he spent most of his adult years travelling and seeking a more meaningful life than tending to the livestock back home. He travelled to many places and has seen many things, but never did he leave the safety and familiarity of his own land. After hearing news of a caravan that brings people north, he decided that perhaps it's time to look for something more foreign to satisfy his adventurous young heart.
Skills: Jameson is no master of combat, but he handles himself well with most types of blades and close combat in general. At range, he is able to fire his strange contraptions gifted to him during his journeys (the pistols) with relative accuracy though at a slow speed. Living off the land for a few years taught him the basics of survival such as foraging and setting up camp from sticks and leaves. Also, he makes the best (nastiest) bug stew.