Un autre mage, pourquoi ne suis-je pas surpris. J'ai pensé à Jameson. Il regarda Regina jouer sa magie sur la jambe d'Ivan, la douleur semblait avoir été apaisée et Jameson sentit un léger soulagement sachant qu'elle ne signifiait aucun mal, pour l'instant... Cependant Ivan était encore visiblement malade, et Jameson a gagné à la vue de lui vomir ses tripes sur le sol. « Eh bien, ça m'a juste gâché l'appétit, mais je suis content que tu aies tout sorti » a dit Jameson alors qu'il se tournait et s'éloignait lentement de la scène, aussi difficile qu'il soit, Jameson ne supportait pas la vue des vomissages, car cela le rendait nauséeux.
Jameson a pris place près de Baldur pour vider son esprit de ce scénario grossier. Puis il s'est tourné vers Baldur, et a dit d'un ton calme pour ne pas être entendu par les autres, "Regarde Baldur, je peux dire que vous n'êtes pas vraiment amoureux de nous, mais nous pouvons tous être d'accord que nous voulons aller au nord vivant et entier. On dirait que nous sommes les seuls à ne pas être distraits par le gamin, et vous êtes l'expert en magie ici, alors dites-moi, qu'est-ce qui se passe ici?".
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.