Split Dragons use their sharp teeth and wings to hunt large animals and rarely eat plants. They are intelligent dragons who enjoy mental challenges, preferably alone; Split Dragons are normally solitary except during mating season. When mating, many dragons come together in a group to raise their eggs and hatchlings. These groups tend to be very noisy—reminiscent of a thunderstorm—and last only until the hatchlings are capable of surviving on their own.

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.

Two-headed dragons are unique enough to deserve a separate classification from ordinary dragons. They have two necks, two brains, two mouths, but one stomach and one main body. The two heads usually work together, but there are times when they will fight each other, snapping back and forth. Their unique anatomy prevents them from breeding with single-headed dragons.

Roy and Maes have something of an identity crisis. Roy prefers to be serious and focused, and take care of the business of Nadat's cave. Maes loves nothing more than pranks and drawing pictures of his friends and family on the wall. Since they only have one body, this makes accomplishing much of anything rather difficult. Even just walking around the cave can become a chore. Often an irate Roy will try to bump Maes' head into a stalactite, and a laughing Maes mirrors the action. <br/>Thankfully for their sanity (what's left of it, at least) they're looked up to as leaders in the cave, and true responsibility focuses Maes. When they have a task that really needs doing, they'll take care of it.<br/>After that, though, Maes will promptly knock Roy's head into a pie, or anything else that's available. He's not picky.