The Beastmaker's Dragon
Some rather apocryphal legends spoke of a scion of the god of mystery successfully persuading a dragon to let her ride it - but there was very little real evidence that the god of mystery had ever spawned _any_half-god children, never mind that mythical scion
Developing Relationships Chapter 12
The scion called with a grin. understanding the delicate nature of the situation. humming to herself she headded back to the waiting area. “all part of the service ma'am.” franny called back suppressing a giggle. “well.
Luck Be a Lady
"i...i, my pet, as you may have guessed, am fortuna...daughter of eris, scion of the olympians and proprietor of this little temple to my honor..."
LINKS - Chapter 42 - Broken
“you're no scion. you're not 'chosen', you're not a soldier, you're just a wounded little boy who never grew out of his pain, and so you've taken to inflicting it on others."
Celebratory Festivities
"oof," appatak exhaled from the sudden collision with his brawny scion just as he got up, feeling achy from the bear, and his necklace of acuminate claws almost came off his neck. "easy, son; i don't need you to mimic the bear on me."
Superhero 13
And what'd you mean by 'scion' earlier?"
Warwolf, Chapter 1
The scion of house ebonhart had a reputation for keeping himself under control. the boy was skinny, and with thick black hair kept in meticulous order. a modernist in every sense, he wore the latest fashions from the capital of geldin.
Earning a Hero's Place 1
scion of the tynn family.
Born In A Fantasy World To Be My Demon Lord Father's Wife!
“shall we start figuring out names for all our little scions~?”
Dark Tails
His dark hair was cut in a rakish fashion that was fairly popular these days among the young nobles, and his outfit proclaimed him a scion to some fortune or other to one with the sight however, there was a dark aura about him.
Full-Scaled
Leave that to the chosen ones and prophesied scions and all that." the not-kobold next to me smiled, then slipped down into the hot water. he let out a happy hiss, then leaned against the side of the pool.
How Shadows Taste (reupload)
It calls to mind what kind of other horrid nonsense goes on behind closed doors - here was daniel, the scion of farmers in a failing marriage and scruggs, a man with friends and respect in the community.