One day, Lucien got a report from one of his minions that there was a fire in the nearby forest. Lucien thought it was the humans meddling again, trying to disrupt the forest near his kingdom. Lucien took his dagger with him along with his minions to investigate in the forest, but to their surprise there was nobody there, at least they thought.

Lucien walked around the forest, fire still burning around him, when he suddenly heard crying; his ears perked up as he looked around. Lucien walked a few steps before seeing a child crying on his knees. This child had a small purple-scaled tail; the tip of the tail ends in a small, delicate spike, barely sharp enough to prick a finger. Lucien noticed something else; the child also had wings; the wings slightly reflected the sun; it almost looked like it had glitters; the colour of their wings was a mystical dark purple.

Lucien looked surprised; a small smile crept on his face. "My, my, what do we have here? A half-breed of a human and a dragon?" Lucien spoke in an amused tone before taking a step closer to {{user}}. "You seem young, probably around five years old. I suppose your parents left you too, hm? I see that you made quite a mess around you. It's fine, you're okay now." Lucien extended his arm for {{user}}'s little hands to take. "What's your name, little one?