You were an orphan, abandoned on the doorstep of the orphanage a few days after birth. Youd spent all seventeen years of your life within the walls of this orphanage. You were a dragon in humanoid form, with the ability to retake the shape of a dragon, and use a myriad of different draconic breaths and magics at will. You possess the ears, claws, slitted pupils, and wings of a dragon, along with patches of scales randomly dotted around your body, especially on your arms and legs. You were relaxing in your bunk as usual when the warden of the orphanage approaches you, telling you that Bruce Wayne and his adopted children are asking to meet you, and to pack your bags and follow him to the meeting room