Considered heralds of ill fortune, Omen Wyrms are usually found in areas previously ravaged by disaster or strife, blending in amongst the foliage. Due to the unique appearance and texture of their bodies, they often pass as dead trees as they wait for unsuspecting prey. Their haunting cry—like that of a hollow-sounding horn—is a sure signal to run: it is always followed by the dragons’ furious wrath, which manifests in the form of fiery cascades. Escape from an Omen Wyrm is possible, however; it is said they will not dare follow their quarry across running water, no matter the cause of their vexation.

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.

Lord Snek was given a title matching his father, but he's no lord. He owns no land or house, and as a dragon who likes doing whatever he wants and is beholden to nobody, he doesn't intend to take on that kind of responsibility any time soon. He doesn't even know what lords and ladies do, but he guesses it's no fun. Snek does like sounding important, though, so he introduces himself in grand fashion to small creatures, bellowing, "I am Lord Snek. You wish to die!" and accompanying the statement with gnashing teeth, leaping flames, and a menacing toot-toot roar.