Albino Dragons are so named because their translucent, scale-less skin lacks all pigment. Instead, to help protect their bodies from the sun, they are coated in an oily secretion that blocks the sun’s harmful rays. The call of an albino dragon is similar to a barn owl--a shriek instead of a roar.

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.

Under a ghastly moon,

An unkempt fleed in the gloom,

His face was pale as a sliver,

And he quivered in a shiver,

He clamoured,

"Have you heard that shriek

In a moon-lit night, a monstrous screech!

It's a scream unlike anything ever heard,

And as hard as I tried, I can't seem to describe,

Like a most improbable dream,

It was agony, anguish or afflicted awe,

Like an abhorrent being crawling in woe,

No animal nor man can scream like it can,

With the fury of frightful foreboding."

"And amid aghast, I have seen her for the last,

The owner of this odious voice,

Is a fearsome queen with a sharp, itchy voice,

Least that's what I come to understand,

And I also looked it seems that she's something to behold,

Like a banshee, huge and pale,

When she sets out to sleigh with her black crown on

Chewing bloating morts with her big great arms,

That is so, I've thought it looked,"

And, as in gibberish tongue he continued,

The aspect with skins of alabaster,

Flew behind faintly over the far forest.