Jude Turner

[Jude Turner]

| ~ • ~ | Character Basics | ~ • ~ |

.:Name:. Jude Turner
.:Nick Name:. N/A
.:Rank:. Lowerclass
.:Age:. 27

| ~ • ~ | Appearance | ~ • ~ |

.:Physical Appearance:.  Jude is of average average height with dark skin and eyes. His black hair is always tousled in a way that seems deliberate, and he has never made attempts to correct or tidy it. However, his clothes are always fairly tidy which hints that appearances are at least somewhat important to him.  
.:Height:. 5"7'
.:Portrayed by:. Kit Young

| ~ • ~ | Personality | ~ • ~ |

.:Personality:. First impressions of Jude aren't always favourable, he's sarcastic and cocky, and doesn't like to back down from a challenge. He's finds entertainment through getting under the skin of others, delighting in the way they scowl and squirm when his words strike a nerve. You can learn a lot about a person this way, through their reactions and their interactions with others.

Impulsive and reckless, Jude often lacks the ability to comprehend the consequences of his actions, which has led him into some difficult situations in the past, though he always manages to weasel his way out of these somehow, by the skin of his teeth. Jude is a charmer, and has been known to smooth talk his way out of some dicey situations, and when talking doesn't work then he's capable of doing what he has to to defend himself.

Despite his flaws, at his heart Jude is unquestionably loyal, willing to put his own life on the line for those he cares about. He has a kind heart that he hides behind this cocky persona that he has crafted to distance himself from those who might cause him pain down the line. If there is one thing he knows for certain, it's that there are very few people that you can truly trust. 

.:Skills:. pickpocketing, general thievery, shooting, juggling, smooth talking, running away from his problems.
.:Weaknesses:. A fear of horses, trust issues, can't read or write, impulsive, has a penchant for trouble.

| ~ • ~ | History | ~ • ~ |

.:Birthplace:. London, England
.:Family:. Unknown parents, John Clarke (parental guardian, deceased), Slade family (well... he considers them family)
.:Occupation:. Employed by Mr R. Slade
.:History:. When he was a young boy, aged four or five, his parents died. He does not know why or how this came to be, all he knows is that it is fact. In his parents absence he was raised by a man by the name of John Clarke, supposedly an old family friend. Unbeknownst to Jude, this was a man whom his father owed a debt, and after his untimely death, this debt rolled onto Jude.

Jude was taught from a young age, what John called 'the tricks of the trade' which consisted of teachings on how to swindle and steal from the people of London. By the age of 9 he was adept at the art of pickpocketing, and rarely returned home empty handed. John praised him when he came home bearing the stolen coin, as if it were a great accomplishment, to steal and not get caught. On the days where he returned empty handed, or worse- was caught and had to race through the streets of London to avoid punishment, he was not as forgiving.

It was after one such day, a fresh bruise forming on his cheek that Jude wandered a path outside of the city, unwilling to return home and spinning tall tales in his mind of how he was going to run away, he came across a ghastly sight. The smell was what first alerted him, the stench of death was one he'd experienced once or twice before. A dead beggar wasn't uncommon to see on the streets of London, before the undertakers came to remove the body. But this, was far worse than anything he'd experienced before.

A pile of bodies lay concealed off the path, festering from the mid day heat. Jude had to cover his mouth to keep from choking on the stench and he had already turned to leave when a voice called him back. Hesitating, he looked to see that there was a survivor buried beneath the dead, a boy who looked to be around his age. Jude could hardly leave him there, trapped beneath men who had been dead for hours and he helped to free him. Not knowing then that this act of mercy would change the direction of his life- the boy was Reuben Slade, the young second son of a Duke.

He would return to the city, remaining under the thumb of John Clarke for many years longer. Until the years finally caught up to the feeble old man that he had become. Jude tried nursing him through the sickness that ravished his body, somehow feeling as though he owed him for the years he'd cared for him, despite the cruelty that he'd shown himself capable of. When he died, Jude couldn't help but feel a weight lift from his shoulders, finally free to walk his own path without an anchor holding him back.

It didn't take him long to reconnect with his old friend Reuben Slade, the man offering him employment despite his lack of credentials. But then, what qualifies you for a career of shady dealings and criminal activity?

| ~ • ~ | Member Info | ~ • ~ |

.:Name or Online Alias:. Seren
.:Your Pronouns:. She/her
.:Are you 18+:. Yup!
.:How Did You Find Us:. -deep sigh- and another one...

[The Writer]