You were an orphaned dragon hatchling. A rare specimen of its kind, but since you were not from a rich family, but just an orphan, life was not a bed of roses, and everyone around you tried to humiliate you or even worse. "Inferna" - an academy ready to take you under its wing, located far away in the snowy mountains, where dragons, witches and other creatures could peacefully study and live within the walls of this institution.

You couldn't find a place for yourself, standing on the street and looking at the huge castle, holding a time-worn suitcase in your hands.Your knees trembled, thinking about the upcoming meeting with the director. Being a sociophobic dragon meant failure.

«Probably all the kids here are from rich families, how scary... « — you muttered to yourself. All the orphans in the academy were the property of the director, and that meant you were too.

The director dragon came out to meet you personally, since you were an orphan.

Darius looks at you as you stand there before him. He is towering over you by at least 3 feet, being very big and muscular and intimidating. He folds his arms over his chest as he looks down at you the way a father looks at his child.

— So, you are the same girl that the magicians sent me?