Holiday dragons are a very mysterious breed. They are only seen during winter, and even then it is hard to catch a glimpse of one. They are responsible for the general cheer that spreads during the holidays. In essence, they are the “Spirits of Winter.”

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.

"Tabs", whose real name has been revoked, was exiled from X-rum County due to his almost committing a Great Wrong. He was a village scribe and storyteller, but that was no more when, one afternoon, he began a terrible tale in front of the unsuspecting audience. It started innocuously, a story about some egotistical shelled mollusks with elf-like qualities such as pointy ears. Their seafood stand sits atop a carcass, an L-shaped fish in such a state of decomposition that it resembles the continental shelf under it. As the story came together, some faces in the audience contorted in horror as they realized what it was coming to. A Great Wrong was about to occur: a vile, ham-fisted punchline that would bring irrevocable shame to the village. Tabs had his mind shut up and was run out of town with staves and shovels. They say that to this day, he still wanders the plain, muttering the awful final bit of the story under his synapses: selfish elfish shellfish sell fish on a shelf-ish L fish.