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.

His Majesty lives within a castle made of glass, and rules over his desert kingdom with a diamond fist. He is a harsh and unforgiving ruler, a necessity dictated by the hardships of living in such a barren area. Obsessed with lineage, he took a mate of the purest blood he could find. He froze his children with a spell that would last until his death, ensuring that they would not attempt to usurp him while he was still alive. Unchallenged, for in the past he made gory public spectacles of those who provoked him, he reigns supreme: the King of his Crystal Castle.