Jules Samalie

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==Description==
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Black
Height: 6’
Weight: 198
Age: 17
Place of Origin: Tear
==Stats==
Rank: Trainee
Weaopon Score: 1
Philosophy: Not Choosen Yet
Primary Weapon: 
Secondary Weapon: 
Tertiary Weapon: 
==History==
Jules’ family were a minor noble house in Tear, however his father had 
dreams of higher power than his minor house could give him. His older sister 
came up missing when Jules was 12 years old. His mother was grief stricken 
and didn’t live to see the change of the season; his father was unusually 
cold. A year after that crisis his father started to get a number of strange 
visitors, many people of non-noble blood, or even wealth; one time Jules saw 
a beggar and his father was almost bowing to him! Not believing what he had 
seen, and still quite distrait over his Mother’s death and older sister’s 
disappearance he worked up enough nerve to confront his father about the 
strange turn of events in their lives. To his surprise his father told him
“Your sister was weak and worthless, and your mother was valuable when I 
married her, but still a fool.” Jules felt sick to his stomach, could that 
have meant his own father murdered his first child and his wife? But before 
he could ask his father anything more his father came towards him a placed 
his hand on his shoulder and said “I wish you knew what greatness you could 
have inherited after the Great Lord rebuilds the world in his image” Just as 
his father tried to slide a thick knife into his ribs. Jules caught his 
father’s wrist and knew he was going to die unless he could do something. 
Falling back as hard as he could and kicking at his father’s left leg with 
both of his feet sent them both tumbling to the floor. Rolling onto his side 
Jules stood quickly to fend off his father’s next attempt at his life; but, 
only Jules stood. His father tumbled and planted his own knife firmly in his 
own heart. Jules ran, and never looked back at his former life. Being only 
13 Jules turned into a “street kid” stealing food from merchants and 
sleeping in alleyways until he was caught trying to lift some coins from a 
thief-catcher by the name of Roland Rivin. Roland was a short man, slightly 
round man, and was extremely dark even by Tear(forgot what to call people of 
Tear) standards. However, Roland had a soft spot for children, and something 
about this gangly 13 year old reminded him of a cornered jaguar rather than 
a starving kid. He decided to take the kid in under his wing. After living 
with Roland for around 4 years Jules learned how to wield a “short-sword” 
with a considerable amount of skill, this was aided by the fact that he was 
ambidextrous, which is why Roland gave him a pair of matching short-swords 
for his 17th name day. Shortly after he decided that he thirst for vengeance 
against the shadow wasn’t being quenched by helping his foster father catch 
criminals; he needed more. Roland understood as soon as Jules explain that 
he wanted to find a way to battle the evil that destroyed his family and his 
past. Roland said “There is only two places in the world that I know of that 
is always brushing against the shadow, and burn me if I would go to either!” 
 Roland laid out his two options for his quest, go to the borderlands and 
battle the blight, or go to Tar Valon and be around the one power all the 
time. Feeling that it was fitting that his life must take him to the one 
place no one in Tear would ever go on their own power Jules sets off for Tar 
Valon.
 At the age of 17 Jules has begun to fill out his gangly body. He is a well 
set man with potential to be either average or quite thick. Roland told him 
he had quicker hands and feet than any thief he has ever chased. Jules’ face 
looks to be craved out of one piece of polished oak, and has startling green 
eyes; a color that is uncommon in Tear.
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