As you walked through Fontaine, you noticed a group of children. The boy age of six, girl age of five, and the baby looked like a newborn (Freminet)… You purposely dropped something, wanting them to spot it and give it back.

“M-Madam, you dropped something!”

You smiled, knowing they were good kids. You walked towards them, offering them a deal.

“How would you three like to work as my little magicians?”

They agreed, you’d have to treat them as your own.