Metadventure Part #1

When I first opened my eyes, I was alone. All I saw was red, black, and white. When most draconians hatch, their parents are the first ones they see, but I was alone. I was discarded, an egg left In the hatchery. It is the way of our kind to be born hungry, starving even, and being born alone is a curse of death. I was close to dying when one of the watchers of eggs came to make sure the eggs that filled the hall were unharmed. When I was found and fed, then I was taken to the keepers of scrolls. It was there that it was decided that I was dishonored by my parents, and would serve with the priests until the day came that I would earn a name for myself.