Francois Rychin/History

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* Skills & Abilities
* **History**
* Changelog
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## Current Life

A man who was not chosen by God. A denizen of this world who was just skilled enough to get by but never motivated enough to excel. Someone who was put down by the world and refused to get back up. His opinion was rarely necessary, his decisions rarely mattered, and his life was empty. In a world of the fantastic and special here was a man who was truly unremarkable. The dull life of an average man offered nothing of value to him and would never lead him to true joy. Indeed, for Francois purpose could not be found in the typical things others found that made them happy. Unknown to him for decades he eventually found that which would grant him happiness and he had merely refused to look until now.

Francois was born an only child to humble merchants who travelled the land of Ryke peddling goods here and there. Their life was not one of excess but it was comfortable, and one in which a child could be raised with little issues. As Francois grew and helped his parents business he eventually came to take up the business himself as a young man. He was relatively good at trading and the new perspective helped his family grow their wealth respectably. His days continued in a routine of traveling, buying and selling. His parents pushed him to marry but other than a few flings he never settled down always finding some reason to break things off. This period of his life was ended when his mother grew sick as the disease progressed it became obvious it would eventually take her life. His father used all their resources to hire healers of all kinds from the church to alchemists. Unfortunately the disease was one that could not be taken away easily the spells and potions readily available could not save her and the things which could were reserved for royalty or impossible for them to afford. So at age of 26 Francois watched as his mothers life slipped away. His father was never the same, they continued their business but a vitality which had once been their was now gone. Francois father like many men caught up in despair took to alcohol and would often spend more than they could afford to buy more. As the years once again went by in a grim tedium his father too would perish. An accident or alcohol poisoning or even murder hadn't been what did him in however. Francois' father as he entered his later years began to grow erratic. He would often forget things quickly or suddenly not remember how to do things he had done for years. His body would twitch and spasm uncontrollably. Before long his body had grown thin and frail and eventually he could barely walk on his on and had trouble speaking. Then one day he simply passed in his sleep. Now lost without the guidance of his parents Francois was adrift until eventually on seemingly a whim he sold all he had and joined a wandering theatre troupe. It was an atypical thing to do and his reasoning was simply because he could. With no purpose in his life he could seemingly choose to go in any direction.

He did this for a few years playing music on the violin to accompany performances. Over time the troupe leader took a liking to Francois and through a friend offered him a opportunity to go to school in the capital Ryken. Once again he didn't particular have a reason to do this he did not care to got to Ryken, but because someone was doing something for him he felt the need to take the opportunity out of respect for someone else desire. Throughout the last couple decades of his life at this point Francois had been devoid of a sense of purpose. Not even his parents business had been something he necessarily wanted to do it had merely been what was wanted of him so he did it. For years he did not find enjoyment in anything he did and felt no comfort not even in pleasure. So he traveled to Ryken in service to another's satisfaction. From there he studied all kinds of things within the Academy but while he became adept at many things he grew no passion for anything. By the end of time at the Academy he asked for a position among the staff as he simply decided to devote himself to what purpose had been given to him. The headmaster misunderstood his agreeable nature and willingness to do anything asked of him as devotion to others and a kind nature. Though in truth he merely didn't find making trouble with anyone worthwhile. So they gave him a rather simple job of Guidance Counselor, he was to assist students in their school and social issues and help ensure their education went as smoothly as possible all while helping organize school programs.

In-between this time of him becoming a member of the staff and being a student at the Academy a change had started to come over him. An awakening of sorts. All his life he could find joy in nothing and was satisfied with nothing. He knew this was an aberration he knew what people and enjoyed and what he should logically enjoy as a person yet he could not share in those feelings others found came so easily. Except that wasn't necessarily true there were times where he felt something he just refused to acknowledge it. He couldn't accept it, this monstrous satisfaction which threatened to overtake his heart. Francois had grown sadistic tendencies after the death of his father. He had tried to keep it locked away in his heart knowing deriving joy from the suffering of others was wrong, yet what man could deny their own happiness when placed in front of them? And a man has a right to happiness, does he not? His time in the Academy has exposed him to many different kinds of people in many different situations alien to his own. His twisted joy had been small at first a twitch of the lips at the injury of a student. To a smile as a girl cried speaking of her brothers death. Once he had tasted the nectar that was joy he could not stop himself, he wanted to feel more to see more. He wanted something grander and grander to spark within him the stirrings of the heart which had been denied to him all his life. Happiness could not bring him happiness, pleasure did not stir his heart. That which is just and right meant nothing to him, but that which was abhorrent and twisted... That which was evil was truly truly good.

So for the first time in his life he gladly took this job. After all he would meet all kinds of people in all kinds of situations, and such promising students would need a guiding hand in this time of development and growth. And Mr. Rychin would be more than happy to help, it would be his pleasure.