I was born and raised on a large estate outside Lorraine, France, by my parents Jacques and Claire Bellamont. My mother and father were servants to the lord there. Although my parents were very poor, the lord allowed the family to stay in servants quarters located on the estate. Life was very difficult for me because even as I small chiled I had to work in the fields. I have no formal education, but some of the lord's children (who i would often play with) would teach me how to read and write. I have no siblings because it was not practical for my parents to have more children and the lord wouldn't allow it. Although I have never been to a specialist, I believe that I have obsessive compulsive disorder and maybe that's why I am literally the best servant ever. I always have to make things neat and tidy. At age 18, the a lot of the estate was destroyed in a fire so my parents and i were forced to move into the city and look for work. My mother got a job at a bakery and my father got a job working as a shoe salesman. I got a job doing what i do best. cleaning. I became a servant for the Bois D'Enghien residence. I had never seen so many snobby rich people who had never done a hard day's work in their life! When I started working there, Fernand was just a little boy, and he was the most spoiled child I had ever seen. He was always so arrogant too. I have been working for them ever since. When Fernand got his own apartment, his parents told me I had to go work for him there. I hate it there, he is the biggest slob I have ever seen. Right now, I am 30 years old and I have a wife, Madame Jean. ( real name is Danielle). I have no children mostly because I wouldn't have the time to raise them and I make hardly any money. I see my wife one night a week! BUT, I have been saving up my money lately and one of these days I will leave Fernand Bois D'Enghien and settle down with my wife. Until then I will have to keep cleaning up after Fernand. I love two things in this world. My wife and my dance. When I was 8 years old I went into town to get supplies for the estate that my family was working on. When I passed the town theater I was captivated by the eminating music. I went inside without anyone knowing and I saw something that changed my life forever. Ballet. I though it was the most graceful and beautiful thing i had ever seen. I became obsessed. Whenever I went into town I would always sneak into the theater and watch whatever dance was going on. My interest was not limited to ballet. I loved it all. It was as if each dance told a different story to me. Every day I would practice, mimicking the moves I saw in the shows. Months went by and one day I was practicing in the basement and my father walked in on me. He asked me what I was doing and I knew I had to tell him. I told him that I was in love with dance and I wanted to pursue it as a career. Needless to say he was not happy with me. He though I was going to follow in his footsteps as a shoe salesman. (Pun). That day was the end of our relationship. My mother never brought the subject up with my father and when it did come up, she would publicly side with him. Privately (when it was me and her) she said that she wanted me to be happy. She encouraged my passion. One day I went into town to get some supplies for the estate. The supply shop was 2 flights of stairs up the mezzanine so I started walking. Little did I know, the stair were 80 years old and very unstable. I fell right through them and shattered my knee cap. That ended all my hopes for a dancing career. I was devastated.

Essentially, the only character I interact with is Bois D'Enghien. Because he treats me like garbage, I strongly dislike him. Sometimes I put frogs in his bed. They are dead of course.
Madame Jean and I have been married for 12 years. I want to get on Madam Duverge's "good side" because she is of high status.

Voice and Movement:
Because Jean was a failed dancer he feels like he has to over-compensate by having a deep theatrical voice. As far as his physical movements go, he is very graceful and dilberate about his motions. Similar to a gazelle.

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