02 - action
[Since the phone had raised more questions than it actually answered, the mage has struck out on his own this fine morning. He found a long coat in his closet -- granted, it's a far cry from his usual feathery get-up, but it's a coat. And a yardstick in the garage will work for a staff of sorts. It's too short, and he can't possibly do any magic here. Even so, he feels better with it in hand.]
[Anders can be found in town, all but gaping at the sights. This is so far removed from Kirkwall, it's overwhelming. He'll peer into storefronts, stare at passing cars, light posts, all those fancy modern things.]
[And then... he passes a pet store.]
[He stops.]
[His attention will then be fairly distracted, taking in the sight of the local shop's cats. In the window.]
[Score.]
[Anders can be found in town, all but gaping at the sights. This is so far removed from Kirkwall, it's overwhelming. He'll peer into storefronts, stare at passing cars, light posts, all those fancy modern things.]
[And then... he passes a pet store.]
[He stops.]
[His attention will then be fairly distracted, taking in the sight of the local shop's cats. In the window.]
[Score.]