Lumina Dragons received their names from their highly reflective scales, which—at times—seem to glow. They are vain, always strutting about and preening incessantly; if one of their scales has so much as a scratch or a defect, they’ll remove it. Luckily, their scales grow back quickly, and each new growth is more beautiful than the last. These narcissistic dragons live in small groups and prefer to surround themselves with beauty. The females guard their territory and eggs while the males search for vegetation to eat.

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.

Saint Narcissus seems like a nice enough dragon, going out of his way to help those caught in the dry mountains where he lives. He invites them into his weyr, under the shadow of a huge red boulder. Of course, while they are sheltering with him, he feels obliged to tell them the story of why he is called a 'saint'. The story is so disturbed that most who hear it wish they never had, and being well aware of this, Narcissus has honed his skills in an almost despis-like magic to purge it from his guest's minds. It doesn't purge the memory, though, only muddles and reduces it. Those who have had it purged still remember what the tale felt like, compounded into a single concept: Fear, in a handful of dust.

There is good reason Narcissus lives by himself in arid mountains that often resound with the sound of thunder, but rarely if ever harbor rain.