Dark green dragons, once they mature, appear to become an entirely different species. However, this isn’t true. Rather, they burrow underground and get nutrients from their vines. These vines are sometimes referred to as Dragon Grass. These dragons are very violent, and will use their vines to capture, kill, and eat anything that moves, as well as nearby plants. Luckily, their range is limited and they cannot use magic. Dark green dragons tend to be easy to spot since they usually kill all plants around them and thus are usually surrounded by a large clearing.

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.

There is a tale often told in the humble village of Pyllivor; it tells the story of a dragon the color of poisonous ivy, who burrows herself beneath the most attractive of wild plants and waits patiently for a victim to fall prey to her trap. She feels nothing but pleasure when her food screams and wails, giggles at the horrified, trapped looks in their widened eyes, and smiles from the thought of her nth kill. But, she has a secret...

Cerba is a terrible romantic who often dreams of the day when a dragon with overwhelming strength will wander into her trap, but defeat her in a game she favors above all others; cat and mouse. He would release her from his clutches, possibly forgive her, maybe even give her a visit every once in a while despite knowing her true nature.

But she would then be awoken to the sound of twigs cracking, the heavy breathing of a frightened creature, and she would rise from beneath the ground and strike without a thought. Without a care.