Among the most elusive of dragon breeds are the Aeon Wyverns, a breed whose innate control over time mana marks them singular and great. They are able to peer into the multi-dimensional plane of time, seeing all that is, all that has been, and all that could be—within a small localized zone. When utilizing particularly strong magic, the black markings carved into an Aeon’s body glow a bright cyan, painting them in an ethereal blue light. In the past, they have been sought after as oracles to bring swift resolutions to major conflicts, but it is in exactly such sorts of times that they are nowhere to be found; rather than influence the outcome, Aeons much prefer to allow the natural order of things to progress, however grim that may be.

Dragons are highly-intelligent reptilian creatures that—from a human perspective, at least—appear to live forever. Many different varieties of dragon exist, each with their own unique qualities, habitats, and behavior. Adolescence in dragons is usually marked by the growth of a hatchling’s wings, although not all breeds of dragons grow wings and some breeds have other traits that indicate the beginning of maturation. In Galsreim, dragons and humans coexist peacefully.

When she was little Veel-a-tek often asked her father if time would ever end. He certainly couldn't see an end, but his answer of "If it does, it is so far beyond our lifetime as to be irrelevant." was not good enough for her. As she grew into her powers she tried to peer farther and farther to see if there was an end. Whatever she saw, was not good for her sanity; she has become prone to fits of paranoia about what she calls "dead gods".

Like her parents Veel-a-rek is a singer. She is most known for this discordant song:

"Hear the scent of voices singing,

Wonder where the present went

Know that you are going there;

Every life is in their view

They give all a nightmare's strife

Taking with such wherewithal

Hard-earned things they don't want much

Being old, and petty things

That have lost their ancient hold

Do not learn, at any cost,

Their extance, or they'll make you burn -

Glcwi'ing nafh'nguli kn ghlia ui'kvuns

.

Far too late you'll realize not

To slot them through their cursed gate."