Role

Chapter 1

Guaryaten was born into a lower-class working family in the city of Galadon.
His father, mother, brothers and he all worked a tiny plot of land to provide
fruit for the city's bakery and fruit vendor.

From the beginning, he was not strong or as physically fit as his older
siblings nor did he have the innate sense for the weather and seasons that his
mother held, making him the black sheep.

His father and mother always loved him but the pitiful harvests beginning when
he was six were the turning point in his life. Being less able to contribute,
his parents were forced to give him up to pay off debt.

Being kind down deep in his soul, he didn't blame them and was happy that they
would not starve. The businessman who took was a harsh, demanding and vile
man, who pushed him to exhaustion.

The man's son seemed to find it funny to cause all sorts of mischief and almost
always blamed Guaryaten. Most times it resulted in a whipping, scolding or
loss of rations but some were less harsh.

However, not long after celebrating his fifteenth birthday he was blamed for an
enormous loss of profit when the businessman's son purposefully destroyed one
of his ledgers after not getting his way.

That incident was how he ended up on the streets as a beggar. Sure he'd do what
he could to earn some money here and there but it was never enough to truly
sustain him nor enough to get ahead.

Whether it was luck, fate, or happenstance, one day a passerby threw him some
alms but shortly after, grasped his wrist with wonder. He glanced up at the
woman in amazement and reverence.