Birthed to Antoinette and Jacques De Louraine, in a small town in the grand east region of France, Gerard helped his parents in their bakery for most of his childhood. It was during these times his mother would tell him stories of grandeur about her brother, who had left their town to become one of the kings guard, stories that had always held dearly in his mind and admired.
It was in the bakery that Gerard learnt to be quick of the tongue, and days hunting with his father taught him to be quiet of step. At a fairly young age however he decided the quiet life in town was not for him, and he wanted to live stories like those his mother had once told him of her brother. Once in France it took a while for Gerard to find stable footing, things were adding up and his small collection of savings were dwindling fast.
It was in these times that opportunity arose in the form of gathering and collecting information on rivalling factions and businesses within the city. Sneaking around, ears dropping, and using his quick tongue to deceive others he made coin. It got to the stage even low political figures would come and seek his services to dig up dirt on rivals in office.
Something was left longing however, Gerard still thought of the grand stories told while making bread and pastry with his mother, and hoped he could live up to that legacy one day
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