Spitfires are a desert breed of dragon. Their dull brown bodies contrast with their brilliant turquoise markings, and they only blaze brighter when these dragons fight. Spitfires are notorious for their territorial natures, and the wing-edges of most are ripped and tattered before their first year is out. Spitfires are also noteworthy for their brilliant blue fire, which is used not for hunting or fighting, but rather for making glass caves from the sand, in which the dragons can soak up the sun.

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.

Skelwrak spends much of his time away from Ysaedda's cave. There are several reasons for this. First, he just is not very sociable. Most dragons irritate him -- not that he finds them boring, he just never has anything to say to him, and their persistent efforts to draw him out of his shell get very old very fast. Second, true to his kind, he is fiercely protective of his own little patch of space. He knows that if he were to spend too much time in the cave, the constant intrusions which are the inevitable consequence of communal living would lead him to violence, and contrary to popular belief, Skelwrak does not actually want to fight. Thirdly, his mate Adhafera is not a social butterfly by nature either, and Skelwrak would rather spend time alone with her, just watching her watch the stars.