Two parents watched anxiously as their resident mage casted a simple [Birthright] spell on their newborn. The spell went off without a hitch, filling the air with the visual representations of the child’s Blessings and Curses. The blue of Blessings manifested itself as a scaled hand covering something, while the red of Curses manifested as a tattered dragon roaring angrily. Already, the man started to nervously rub the red scales on the back of his hand. His first wife furrowing her brows, contemplating the images while her brown reptilian tail swished back and forth on the floor.

His second wife announced the results of the spell she just casted, “he seems to have quite the strong barrier magic, but what worries me more is he’s Curse of Dragon Instincts.” Gabriel stopped rubbing his scales, commenting, “what’s even worse is that that was dragon of vengeance along with the fact that it was as strong as his blessing. Oh, I do hope he’ll be fine.” 

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“I find highly unlikely dear, his curse was even stronger than yours,” his first wife Sarah interrupted him. “I mean just look at you and all the stupid shit your Curse of Dragon Pride made you do,” his second wife Fiona added. Faced with the barbs of his wives, Gabriel the Molten Dragon could only stammer out, ” Um… I guess he’ll be just as great as me then?”

“”Wrong answer!”” His wives replied in unison. They all shared a chuckle before being interrupted by a crying child. Sarah hurriedly scooped up her baby to rock him back and forth, “Hush now my dear Kaint, mother is here.” She looked lovingly at her son, watching how the dark blue scales that adorned his forearms and back shimmered under the light.