[a] This isn't Jamie's first trip to the region, and since the last time he was here with the Wardens, he's picked up a few useful tricks, such as wearing light-colored clothes (for the most part) and keeping water on him at all times. When he's away from the camp, whether it be hunting, exploring or on patrol keeping an eye out for beasties, he's also taken to wearing a broad brimmed hat as well. It may make his ears stick out some, but it keeps the worst of the sun off of his face - and gives him a place to stick a wet cloth under when he needs to to stay cool.
He's in the middle of doing just that when a roar catches his attention, something he's heard before, and his head whips up, one hand reaching to clap the hat in place so it doesn't fall off. Sure enough, off in the distance there's a dragon, flying far overhead. But even with that, Jamie can see it's huge, and his instinct, as always in this situation, is to get the attention of the nearest person and point it out.
"Hey, would you look at the size of that!"
[b] For the most part, the landscape is barren, reminding him all too much of other places he's been. Rocky planets with little to no visible signs of life, only remnants of old buildings indicating that anyone'd been there at all. But the ruins are something to draw his curiosity, and when he comes across a still-intact arch, it's not long before he goes to check it out, mindful of the beasties that are surely lingering nearby. If they show up, he'll deal with them, but it doesn't mean he's not going to poke around a bit while he's got the chance to.
"Huh. Wonder what this was?"
II. - taking the Keep Once the doors to the Keep are breached, Jamie's in the thick of the fighting, flinging himself at the nearby enemies in his usual Highland way, yelling and brandishing a sword. The fight goes much like the way fights tend to go, with give and take on both sides, and while overall the Inquisition seems to be winning, Jamie isn't about to count on that until all everything is said and done. So he keeps fighting...and then something unexpected happens.
The warrior he's currently fighting is a large man, and even with Jamie's natural agility, he's having problems keeping the other man at bay. The warrior has a longer reach, and that and the extra weight are starting to shift the battle in his favor. Slowly the man starts to press forward, forcing Jamie towards a corner in an attempt to pin him down and keep him from dodging away. When he's backed the young Scot up enough, he strikes, knocking Jamie's sword out of his hands and leaving him helpless...or so the thinks.
As the man lifts his own sword to finish him off, Jamie reaches up in a desperate effort to try and stop him, his shard hand glinting as he goes to grab the man's arm - and then, without warning, green bursts from his hand, small projectiles of light that slam into the warrior's face with enough force that he winds up stumbling back, dropping his weapon as he lets out a cry of pain, bringing both hands up to cover his face. For Jamie's part, he seems rather stunned, staring at his hand in disbelief - and leaving things open for anyone who might want to take advantage of the situation.
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Jamie | OTA
[a]
This isn't Jamie's first trip to the region, and since the last time he was here with the Wardens, he's picked up a few useful tricks, such as wearing light-colored clothes (for the most part) and keeping water on him at all times. When he's away from the camp, whether it be hunting, exploring or on patrol keeping an eye out for beasties, he's also taken to wearing a broad brimmed hat as well. It may make his ears stick out some, but it keeps the worst of the sun off of his face - and gives him a place to stick a wet cloth under when he needs to to stay cool.
He's in the middle of doing just that when a roar catches his attention, something he's heard before, and his head whips up, one hand reaching to clap the hat in place so it doesn't fall off. Sure enough, off in the distance there's a dragon, flying far overhead. But even with that, Jamie can see it's huge, and his instinct, as always in this situation, is to get the attention of the nearest person and point it out.
"Hey, would you look at the size of that!"
[b]
For the most part, the landscape is barren, reminding him all too much of other places he's been. Rocky planets with little to no visible signs of life, only remnants of old buildings indicating that anyone'd been there at all. But the ruins are something to draw his curiosity, and when he comes across a still-intact arch, it's not long before he goes to check it out, mindful of the beasties that are surely lingering nearby. If they show up, he'll deal with them, but it doesn't mean he's not going to poke around a bit while he's got the chance to.
"Huh. Wonder what this was?"
II. - taking the Keep
Once the doors to the Keep are breached, Jamie's in the thick of the fighting, flinging himself at the nearby enemies in his usual Highland way, yelling and brandishing a sword. The fight goes much like the way fights tend to go, with give and take on both sides, and while overall the Inquisition seems to be winning, Jamie isn't about to count on that until all everything is said and done. So he keeps fighting...and then something unexpected happens.
The warrior he's currently fighting is a large man, and even with Jamie's natural agility, he's having problems keeping the other man at bay. The warrior has a longer reach, and that and the extra weight are starting to shift the battle in his favor. Slowly the man starts to press forward, forcing Jamie towards a corner in an attempt to pin him down and keep him from dodging away. When he's backed the young Scot up enough, he strikes, knocking Jamie's sword out of his hands and leaving him helpless...or so the thinks.
As the man lifts his own sword to finish him off, Jamie reaches up in a desperate effort to try and stop him, his shard hand glinting as he goes to grab the man's arm - and then, without warning, green bursts from his hand, small projectiles of light that slam into the warrior's face with enough force that he winds up stumbling back, dropping his weapon as he lets out a cry of pain, bringing both hands up to cover his face. For Jamie's part, he seems rather stunned, staring at his hand in disbelief - and leaving things open for anyone who might want to take advantage of the situation.
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[Want to explore somewhere else or help Jamie get into trouble somehow? Add your own starter or let me know if you'd like something specific and I'll add it on in!]