Flamingo Wyverns are so named for their resemblance to the tropical birds with whom they often share territory. Their most striking feature is the bony black crest over their faces and snouts, smaller in females, aiding both in digging up food and protection from attack. Females are noticeably brighter than males due to their habit of not straying far from particularly algae-rich feeding grounds.

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.

One of, if not the most, cantankerous flamingo wyverns ever to have lived, Vuult has been acting like a crabby old lady since about the first second of her life. Tipping fisherman's boats, smashing up thatch-roofed cottages, and terrorizing screaming young children, her unpleasant nature has caused both humans and dragons to give her a wide berth. Yet--to the great shock of all who discover it--there's a method to her madness.

In the very center of the marsh she patrols lies a small, mist-shrouded island, long thought to be her home. Yet when the fog clears, when the light gleams just right, when the stars first begin to wink in the sky--sometimes a small hut can be seen, and beside it an aged man and a white dragon, both appearing at once kind and weary. Their relation to Vuult is unknown, yet every now and then she can be seen perched beside them, content in the company of those she's sworn her life to protect.