Deep Sea Dragons, as their name suggests, spend most of their time in the darkest depths of the sea. They have a bioluminescent dorsal spine that serves to attract prey and communicate with their own kind. As with many deep sea animals, they generally eat whatever they can manage to bait. They rarely leave the ocean floor, surfacing only during breeding season. When they do choose to travel to the shallower depths, they avoid bright lights and will only come up far away from shore.

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.

This dragon has no name. It doesn't bother him that he has no name. On the contrary, he prefers to be nameless. When asked why he doesn't have a name, he usually just scoffs and turns so his rump faces the person, claiming that he is too talented, too witty, too beautiful, too graceful, too heroic, too mighty, too civilized, and too perfect to be given a name that would do him justice. No ordinary name could be used for him! No sir. He chuckles every time some being tries to give him a name and just carries on, not that he should have any associations with dragons or beings that are unworthy of his almighty presence anyways. The other dragons have been playing around with nicknames for him, their favourites being Rudebutt, Rude Dude, Butthurt Bert, and Princess Butt.