A tall skinny old man, with a beard down to his waist, tied up in various braids, there was a sweet, musky smell on him, akin to the smell of old books, He had a brown robe with black trimmings, he walked mildly down the street, looking down alleys and other such small spaces, eventually he came to a medium sized stone building, on the front a wooden sign with white ink letters spelling out "Fresh Hope Orphan Home" The old man mutters something under his breath and walks in.
Noticing the old man, a portly middle-aged woman gets up to greet the old man, "Hello Sir, are you here to adopt? Or arrange to put someone into the orphanage?" The Old man look and her and nods, "I'm here to adopt a child, Preferably under five." The middle-aged woman hesitates, and fidgets a bit, then says, "We only have one child under five, we are not normally equipped to handle them younger than that, but this one was born just a few days ago, and I was acquainted with the mother, she died during childbirth, the father was unknown, so I was given the child until I can send him off to somewhere where they can raise him."
In the Pale continent, it is considered a very bad omen for the mother to die during childbirth, sometimes denoting that the child will always be surrounded with death. The old man seems to not care and says, "Bring me the child." The middle-aged woman signals to a younger girl standing nearby and the girl runs off and returns with a baby wrapped in a purple cloth, around the child's neck hung a round pendant with a symbol on it.
When the old man saw that necklace his eyes flashed, "The Gray Elven symbol for Knowledge and freedom." The Gray Elves, otherwise called as the Ancient Elves, were once a high magic civilization specializing in runic matrices. The middle-aged woman acknowledged the old man, "Yes, apparently it was left by the father, the mother hung around his neck even as she was exhausted and dying, she was so frantic about it, that she did not even have time to name the poor child."
The old man eyes narrow a bit, a small amount of unperceptive mind power flows out of the old man and covers the child. The baby who had his eyes closed, seemingly asleep wrenches his eyes open staring around in startled curiosity.. The Old man nods and says, "He has at least high grade talent in spirit cultivation, maybe he does have a cursed bloodline..." The Old Man stares at the child for a few seconds before coming to a decision, "I'll adopt him, it is always best to train a student from young."
The Old man does the Adoption paperwork and when it gets to the name section he stops for a second, he looks at the pendant, he smiles a little, "I'll name you Dror, it means Sparrow in the Gray Elvish Tongue. As for your last name, I guess you will take after mine, Agama. Your name shall be Dror Agama."
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An old man carrying a child in his arm walks down a forest path, after looking around for any people, he waves his hand in front of him and a portal opens up, he steps through the portal and finds himself in a quaint courtyard. A scholarly butler is waiting for him with a tray of tea, The Butler eyes the child and says, "Sir Agama, I take it your trip to the mortal kingdoms turned out well?"
The Old man nods and sits down at a stone table with the child, The butler starts to pour tea. After reminiscing about some old memories of the past, the old man takes out a bag out of thin air. "Here are 100 High grade energy crystals, buy all the stone essence milk on the market, this will be this kids breast milk."
The Butler's eyes open wide, stone essence milk has the effect of widening blood veins, opening meridians, and purifying the mental sea, in addition it also provides mild high grade world energy that wont leak through the body and it will help anyone who cultivates, Be they Warriors, Cultivators, or Arcane Mages. To feed it to a baby as a replacement for breast milk is acting like a nouveau riche.
The butler can only sigh and follow his masters commands, he is about to walk out, but then another bag is tossed at him, "Oh, here is another thousand, buy origin blood stones, as many as you can." The butler basically trips over himself when he hears this, Origin blood stones have a very potent effect on purifying bloodlines and resolving bloodline conflicts. It is very precious to many bloodline warriors and fiend body practitioners.
The helpless butler makes his way out of the room, off on a hunt to find precious elixirs. The old man turns back to the baby and tickles it a little, eliciting a burst of giggles. He smiles and says, "Little brat, I plan to pass my robes down to you, I hope you'll surprise me. Dror Agama, what an auspicious name."