I, am Jamel the Wanderer. I was named Jamel after my father, Jamal, who died in battle. I am at the age of 5.3 or 16 according to the years of man.
I am known as the Wanderer because I travel across the world to find new friends and try to defeat my enemies before me.
I was born a Half-elf because my mother was a Human and my father was an Elf, my mother told me that they met while my mother was being attacked by hooligans, my father came to her rescue, then it was love at first sight.
I stand 5'10" tall with a skinny but has a bit of muscle type of body. I have short, Ash Gray hair with big brown eyes. My white skin and a simple appearance in general makes me unique.
I see myself as one who follows traders and assassins. I want to be known by every race while trying to be allies with them by first trying to be associates. I generally view alliances as a great thing so that I can wander off much more safely.
I intend to wander and do quests to be known in order to become the next Ruler of Kings. It should be known that I am a man with serious ambition. Thus, I now start this path towards the adventure of my life.
A Sentimental Value: Ring of Solace
Before I leave the house in which I grew up in, I went back to my old room where I took my mothers last gift before she passed away, in a box, a ring, a ring which was made out of gold with special markings, a ring that my mother said will help me go through tough and hard times, the ring perfectly fits my finger, as it if was specially made by someone who knew the size of my fingers, was it mother who made this special ring? I don't know, but I somehow hope to learn the truth in the future.
I met Iris the Aristocrat while walking to my first ever job as a translator, I met her in an open area inside of town, it was 2 PM in the afternoon when I saw Iris, she was wearing a purple gown and was also wearing a diamond necklace, and a gold bracelet, I asked her if she was the person secretly watching from afar and she said yes, I felt awkward at first but then my view changed when she spoke politely and she actually had a charming and polite personality, I see our relationship grow into a beautiful friendship that will positively blossom, my advisers suspicions about me is that I trust people too much, but she also hopes that my trust in other people will be reciprocated back.
The Beauty of Lady Fluke
Oh, Lady Fluke, what beauty thou art for the world to see, your long, vibrant, and yellowish-white shade of hair, your beautiful eyes, that looks like the ocean, your lips, which are red and vibrant, like an apple, waiting for someone to bite.