Diamondwing Dragons are named for the myriad tiny scales that grow on their wing membranes, lending them a faceted, lustrous appearance. These meticulous creatures will spend months ranging far and wide to collect the shiniest trinkets and gemstones to adorn their nests. Once his nest is complete, a male Diamondwing will perform an elaborate aerial dance hoping to impress potential mates with his beauty and prowess.

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.

wtFOR dislikes pointless things. He frowns upon baubles and bric-a-brac, constantly grumbling, "What is this for,"—a statement, because he has already decided the answer is 'nothing'. He once made such a statement about a mage's mana-focusing tools, earning himself a nasty curse which he has yet to overcome: he cannot turn right when confronted with a red light. Wyrmlings, hellfire dragonesses, misfits, and others who get joy out of such behaviour often confront him with glowing red orbs in order to make him spin in circles on his way to wherever he is trying to go. He asks them his favourite question—as an actual question—when harassed in such a way, but gets no answer because everyone assumes he is being rhetorical.