Bauta Dragons are easily identified by the fused, golden scutes that cover their twin heads in gleaming, gilded masks. They are regal in bearing, and tend to possess a serene disposition. These dragons are most active in early spring during the height of their mating season, engaging in jovial rituals of courtship to woo prospective mates. Bautas are found on temperate islands and lagoons, and are especially fond of sea-mounts near shore. They happily share territory with humans, and take notable interest in the affairs of mankind.

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.

Mal and Bec have a vineyard in the hills overlooking Nworset, where they grow and produce a red wine that the locals call "Mal-Bec" because "Mal and Bec's red wine" was too long. Like all wine growers, they have good years and bad years, but their variety and terroir yields wines that consistently pair well with aurochs, making it particularly popular among the carnivorous and omnivorous populations. Mal wants to get another variety that pairs with some herbivorous food—perhaps a white wine—but Bec thinks it's better to stay with what they know and are known for. The only other thing they fight over is whether to get thin-crust or deep-dish pizza when ordering from the Cardiac Crust.

One year, a lost train of thought with a full load of imaginary peaches got derailed on Mal and Bec's property. They couldn't find the train's owner, and the fruit was already overripe, so to prevent rotting they fermented the fruit. Legends of the Imaginary Peach Hootch persist to this day.