Guilleme (“Gee-em, for those of you who don’t know French”) was born the son of a wealthy merchant family in the great port of Dardantus. He learned the ways of the merchant, happy to take in what his father did, and his father’s father before him. He had a knack for talking, a decent enough business sense, and a penchant for alcohol which led his father, Baptiste, to set up a distribution deal with a small brewery for his son.
Several months of shipping had passed, and when Baptiste threw a small party for his son he assumed it was in celebration of his first real steps in the mercantile world. When he arrived at the tavern by the docks, however, his father grabbed him by the shoulder, stuffed a sack into his hands, and whispered “I’m sorry, my son. Forgive me, and find your own path.” Then he pointed to a ship, told Guilleme to board, and, once he had, fell to his knees. As the ship set sail, the stunned Guilleme opened the sack. A small sum of gold, a cloak, and a letter were inside.
The letter described his father’s financial indiscretions, the torrid affair with a magistrate’s wife, and mistake after mistake. He would be made an example of, by someone or another. Guilleme’s escape would probably save him a similar fate, but he could never go home. He would need to start anew, elsewhere.

Guy is the founder of L’arc-en-ciel Trading and Venture company, currently operating out of Fort Camaron in conjunction with the Dardantine Razors.