Spitfires are a desert breed of dragon. Their dull brown bodies contrast with their brilliant turquoise markings, and they only blaze brighter when these dragons fight. Spitfires are notorious for their territorial natures, and the wing-edges of most are ripped and tattered before their first year is out. Spitfires are also noteworthy for their brilliant blue fire, which is used not for hunting or fighting, but rather for making glass caves from the sand, in which the dragons can soak up the sun.

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.

BUyx0 makes glassware—fine goblets, plates, trays, vases; you name it!—and sells at the local market. She loves selling things as much if not more than she does making them. She hates purchasing things so she has ended up with a fairly large hoard of coins that she doesn't do anything with except sleep on. Other artists along the Aortic River think she is rude because they have a tradition of buying each others' work to support local crafts. BUyx0 keeps meaning to pick up work from other artists she admires, but she is so anxious that it's hard enough to purchase food from the butchers and greengrocers. She's so embarrassed, she doesn't know whom she can ask for help.