Seawyrm Pygmies are little dragons that live by the ocean, coasting on the winds above and diving down straight into the water whenever they spot a choice fish. Before their wings grow in, they spend the majority of their time in the sea, their tail fin extending over halfway up their bodies and allowing them to maneuver quickly and easily through the reefs. As they age, they give up some of their maneuverability in the water as that fin recedes into a tail fin better suited for flight. When a Seawyrm Pygmy finds a mate, they will perform synchronized dives together before burying their eggs in the shallow sands, where their eggs can hatch protected from larger predators.

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.

Pygmy dragons are the smallest category of dragons, being on the same scale as domesticated animals. They are often found around concentrated populations of dragons, relying on their larger brethren to ward away potential predators and leave scraps. As such, the majority of a pygmy’s diet is scavenged. Due to their tiny size, pygmies do not breed with larger varieties of dragons.

Like most dragons, Ilfeen has a hoard of things she's collected over the centuries. Her passion isn't for jewels or precious metals. Ilfeen collects egg shells.

Her cliff-cave, its pygmy-sized entrance hiding a cave large enough to hold several Stone dragons, is filled with pieces of egg from every type of dragon. From the iridescent pearl of her own egg, to the glassy look of the first Xenowyrm to hatch in the flock, Ilfeen has a piece of it all.

Her passion for egg shells is well known in the flock, and dragons frequently deposit pieces of shell in the small bowl-shaped outcrop outside of the cave, for Ilfeen to find and take into the hoard.

Pride of place is held by three plinths, holding most of the pieces of the rarest eggs of all; three Guardian of Nature eggs. The tri-element ritual magic had faded from the grasp of its wielders after the third egg appeared, and there would never be another. The almost intact eggs, held together by sticky sap, were all that remained.