In the society, I am a merchant heir and patron of the arts, though rumors strew of my libertine sexuality and my heretical beliefs. 

During his many trade visits to Marseilles, my father (Bertaccio della Sancta Victoria) sought the company of the illustrious courtesan Peyrona le Mandeta. After several proposals, a long courtship and the gift of an obscene estate the two were wed in the year 1490. The midsummer thereafter the Lady Peyrona would return his favor with a freshly swaddled son.  From my father I would inherit a merchant navy and a Venetian estate of my own; and my mother imparted me with the conviction to stand behind my avant-garde sensibilities, and a salacious disposition that would be the bane of many a sailor.

I spent my youth apprenticed to Titian learning to paint in a moderne Venetian style.

In the year 1526 of our good lord my father passed away, a cheerful man in a very ripe age. A decade earlier however he had assigned me the duties of my estate and I now send ships to Constantinople to obtain goods from the Silk Road and then sell and trade the goods in Venice, Marseilles, and Barcelona. The times are as choppy as the Aegean Sea, but the best trade is rough.