Although the decision is not left to myself, I would suggest proving yourself by insulting a frenchman to death. And I do mean that quite literally. Thou shall insult him until he is left with so little dignity, he sees his true uselessness in our high society and consequentially takes his own life. This was suggested by one the other nobles, and I found the sound of it rather exquisite.
That, my good lad, would at least impress a Lord of my caliber and better your chances at working you way up the ladder of high society.
However, as previously stated, the decision would not be left to me.
(Sips some Brandy from golden chalice)
Moving on, I do believe the start of page XI calls for a new roster, no?