It was around this time that Francois completed his training as a swashbuckler. As a prodigy, he has learned all what he can from the best within a short period of time, and with his natural aptitude of magic like the prodigy he is, he has created his own magic, one that would leave his enemies with no room to cast or chant their fickle magics against him just by being close to them. "So, what will you do from here on out?" His mentor and colleagues would ask, and he already had a goal in mind, "To become a Rune Knight." he would respond.
It isn't just about status that made him want to join the Rune Knights. It isn't about influence. No, it was to help preserve the peace in all of Fiore and to eliminate the threat the Dark Guilds pose against it. Ever since his siblings' parents' lives were taken by the hand of the Dark Guild, he, along with Michael, yearned to avenge their parents. Michael joined the ranks of the Arch Vorbrunt Order and became a solider of his own right, while as of now, Francois is still in the process of joining the Rune Knights. Even if he was rejected, he can still work as a guildless mage.
His colleagues were delighted to learn his skills as a swashbuckler would be used for the greater good of Earthland, however, there are those who envied him. He was perfect in every way to them, and it ticked them off. They wanted to see him fail. They wanted him to wallow in despair at his failure. But to some, they wanted him dead, and through his death, they would think they would surpass him. And thus, within the shadowy alleys of Era, the would be murderers plotted his demise.
Francois finally arrives on Era. The trip from his home to the town was exhausting, but not much. He still had a lot of stamina to spare. He wanted to wander around for a bit but first, he has to submit his credentials to the Rune Knights HQ, hoping to be allowed to join their ranks. He is quite optimistic that he will be accepted, with his accolades being very impressive. One wouldn't think twice of accepting him immediately.
Gripping the hilt of his rapier, he takes his first step towards his ambition, stopping midway when he stumbled upon a branch of his favorite cafe, the Menagerie. Perhaps it would be best to take a little break by enjoying a cup of tea and some scrumptious crumpets? The establishment is a 5 star cafe, so quality tea would be expected.
As he sat by one of the tables outside the cafe, a waitress approaches his table. "Hi! Welcome to the Menagerie. What would you like to have today, good sir?" The waitress says as she takes out a small pad of paper and pen to write his order. "I'll have your most excellent Chamomile Tea and some crumpets, please." He orders, with the waitress delightedly writing his order on paper. She leaves his table as she sends the order to the kitchen. "And now, we wait." He pulls out a book from his bag and starts to read it as he waits for his order to arrive.