Frilled Dragons are smaller than most other breeds, but when threatened, they stretch out their wings and frills to appear larger. They generally do not like to fight and prefer hiding to confrontation. Frilled dragons live in small groups and often band together to scare off potential threats. Males also use their frills as a way to attract mates, with those displaying the “best” frills being more likely to breed.

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.

Great Rage has a heart of stone and fire; he's a dragon to cower from and follow his every whim. "Don't mess with Great Rage, he's just a bitter troll," is whispered throughout the cave every day after another tantrum from the annoyed dragon. He is a threatening figure that most wouldn't dare approach. Clamping jaws harshly with razor sharp teeth doesn't give the nicest impression. He is a mean dragon; he has no care. But deep in his heart, deep in his hard, cold heart, he is broken and forgotten. He is the only frill of the whole cave, and that loneliness had long since taken hold of him and driven a deep hole in his heart. Afraid to admit his weakness, he has never mentioned this big secret. And he never will. It pains him to know that he doesn't have one of his kind, and never will. His heart pulses with pain when he thinks that he has nobody to lean on, and never will. He would always live with a sore heart and burning, weeping secret, knowing that he'd die alone.