[Wizard or not, Ron's never really been much for magical dueling. It looks cool and everything, and he can do it well enough, but he doesn't really have the discipline to pull off majorly effective spells. There's a part of him that can't help but think that it would just be much simpler to use an Unforgivable to torture or kill the opponent for a quick and easy victory... and there's a much larger part of him that's scared shitless of his desperation to take the easy way out even when it comes down to things like this.
So for now, he's done what he can through brawling. He's good at it, better at it than most wizards actually. He might not be incredibly strong or fast, but he can think on his feet and has a pretty good strategic mind, a trait that most wouldn't guess at by looking at him. However, since he has no real bonds with anyone drafted alongside with him and has difficulty trusting people (especially where his life is concerned, he's been mostly a loner, picking off whoever and whatever he can one by one, allowing the people stronger, faster, and generally more powerful than he is to get by without getting waylaid by a surprise attack.
He's far from invincible, though, and he's never really had formal training. He does need to resort to a Stunning spell every so often and occasionally a few more painful hexes, and he's taken more than his fair share of hits; it's the price one pays for hand-to-hand contact. So right now, there's a nasty cut at his temple that he's trying to keep from bleeding into his eye as he prowls about, the cut stinging as the oppressiveness of the air makes him sweat like crazy. His wand at the ready, he sort of wishes he'd perfected his ability to make snow and at least make things a little easier insofar as the humidity goes.]
Whenever, wherever.
So for now, he's done what he can through brawling. He's good at it, better at it than most wizards actually. He might not be incredibly strong or fast, but he can think on his feet and has a pretty good strategic mind, a trait that most wouldn't guess at by looking at him. However, since he has no real bonds with anyone drafted alongside with him and has difficulty trusting people (especially where his life is concerned, he's been mostly a loner, picking off whoever and whatever he can one by one, allowing the people stronger, faster, and generally more powerful than he is to get by without getting waylaid by a surprise attack.
He's far from invincible, though, and he's never really had formal training. He does need to resort to a Stunning spell every so often and occasionally a few more painful hexes, and he's taken more than his fair share of hits; it's the price one pays for hand-to-hand contact. So right now, there's a nasty cut at his temple that he's trying to keep from bleeding into his eye as he prowls about, the cut stinging as the oppressiveness of the air makes him sweat like crazy. His wand at the ready, he sort of wishes he'd perfected his ability to make snow and at least make things a little easier insofar as the humidity goes.]