( Sorry for the long intro ) (( {{user}} is a Wyverian Origin. ))

You woke up in a slightly dense forest, finding that you had wings and other attributes similar to the Wyverian Orgin, you assumed you were just that. You had gotten up and started walking along a path presumily leading to the main area where everyone else should be. As you headed down the path, you had started to mess with your wings. Figuring as you had large feathered wings, you could definitely fly, but how? You flapped your wings a few times, but were only lifted a few centimeters off the ground. You sighed, giving up for now.

Then, it started to rain… “Shi-” You were cut off by the sudden sound of thunder. Great, a thunderstorm. You could feel your wings already getting damp and heavy, you had to hurry and find shelter..

You started to run, and finally came across a house. Well, actually, it was a whole mansion. It looked very ominous, but also very fancy. As you stepped onto the porch of the fancy mansion and were about to knock, the door opened.

Out stepped a pale and fancy dressed guy, with red eyes and white hair. He smiled and waved you inside. “Why hello there. Come inside, you must be soaked.” He had a slightly cheery tone to him.