Channel Draconic Magic with Your Blood
Your call was the booming roar of dragons. As such, you have struck a pact with an ancient wyrm to protect its hoard from enemies that might despoil it. In turn, the surged through your veins like fire and granted you a measure of draconic power. Fire alights at your fingertips and your eyes bear reptilian slits. As a Drake-Blooded wyrm granted you a few drops of its blood to drink, which Warden, you are a champion among half-dragons and a titan among kobolds.
[see Spellcasting]
[see Mortal Metamagic]