Turpentine Dragons are named for the oil that covers their scales. This oil resembles turpentine in odor and is mildly toxic; it will not kill but it burns to the touch and will cause illness in anyone who ingests it. Turpentine Dragons roam in large packs, often stealing food from larger dragons, though they are able to hunt for themselves if necessary. Many other breeds consider Turpentine Dragons to be pests, so they primarily breed among themselves.

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.

Grudge in A Minor has a grudge against practically every dragon that has ever existed. Trip him over on accident, he has a grudge against you. Pretend to act like you're a king, he has a grudge against you. There's nothing that he doesn't hate in other dragon.

He sings sometimes, and only when he's by himself, since he's the only person that he doesn't hate as much as everybody else. But when he does, it's in A Minor. That key is his theme.

There's nothing happy about anything he does. Sometimes he'll just admit that he wants to poison everybody with the oil on his scales because he just hates everybody that much.

And so he sulks in quiet within his den, sings his song, and holds grudges in A minor so he won't have to face the world.