Aria dragons are a brightly-colored and sprightly breed, perhaps most adored for their lyric calls. Their song-like melodies fill the areas they inhabit; their coos resemble those of birds, only more elegant and refined. They have fairly strong magical capabilities, but tend to reserve these strengths for last-minute defense, choosing to live their lives in simple peace. Arias, sticking to the tropics, typically live quite far from human settlements, giving rise to the previously held belief that they had gone extinct.

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.

To look at her, Siamara is described perfectly in a line from an old song: "For a princess is a delicate thing, delicate and dainty as a dragonfly's wing."  She appears gentle, shy, and demure, and those who know her tend to treat her with deference.  But beneath that tender facade is a cunning mind and steel will—what Siamara wants, Siamara will get.  It is rare that she will resort to force, but when she does strike, it is decisive.  There is rarely need for a second blow.