Born in a land with no name nor parents. A baby, said to be a gift from the gods themselves, cried softly in the snow, with only a thick blanket and a dark blue medallion. Accepted by the nearby kin of dragons, she grew up knowing only the draconian language, learning elven and a bit of human language from the elder dragons. Her silver hair, pale skin from the lack of sun in the snowy regions of the north and glowing golden eyes made her look unique. Taken from homeland while near the ocean by a royal elven boat she must learn to gain full control of her powers and get back home. Friendships, Enemies and many more encounters will change the way she perceives other races, or not.