Misfit Pygmies are brightly-colored dragons who love to make life miserable for other creatures. When several Misfits group together, it is certain that there is mischief afoot. They do everything they can to tease, causing general mayhem for all. Misfit Dragons will steal food from beneath other dragons’ noses both for fun, and to fill their bellies. While they are known for their tricks and pranks, they have a rarely-displayed sweet side and will search out little treasures to present to their chosen mate.

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.

Pygmy dragons are the smallest category of dragons, being on the same scale as domesticated animals. They are often found around concentrated populations of dragons, relying on their larger brethren to ward away potential predators and leave scraps. As such, the majority of a pygmy’s diet is scavenged. Due to their tiny size, pygmies do not breed with larger varieties of dragons.

Chorale of Tents and Mirth, as one of the Twelve Dreamers, sings a song about his dreams—a land of rainbows, of tents, of balloons, lamps, with a flashing sky to accompany it. He's pretty proud of his land, and speaks of it in almost an awed tone, saying that it's a "miracle" that he managed to dream of his land.

He refuses to perform, however, without at least one of the other Twelve Dreamers behind him with a steady beat. And when he actually does, his song is far more dark and disturbing than the other Dreamers', even if his species is known for their fun and mischief, even if his land is the brightest out of all the Dreamers'.

Mirth calls himself a bard, singing of rage and sadness and happiness and all things in between. No matter what it is.

No matter how he acts in real life, he'll say that in his chorale, he can't lie. It would be sacrilege towards his land to lie about his true self.