Common Pygmies are sweet in temperament and palate. They spend a fair amount of time foraging for and scavenging food but have a particular fondness for sweet tasting treats, such as honey. When pickings are slim, they can hunt songbirds and small mammals. Common Pygmies stay in large groups, migrating alongside their food supply. Although capable of the same basic vocal sounds of most other dragons, Common Pygmies prefer to communicate through body language. It is perhaps no surprise, then, that Common Pygmy hatchlings are rather affectionate.

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.

A stern and watchful beast, this pygmy has spent every year since his adolescence guarding the pumpkin fields his tribe calls home, chasing off deer and scraping away fungus to ensure the yearly crop will make suitable dens. It was a tough job, but he always excelled at it--until the fateful day a batch of humans found the fields and tried to SELL THEM ALL! Outraged at the indignity (they hadn't asked! they hadn't inquired! they hadn't even offered to pay for them!), he had to stop what was coming--and there was only one way to do so.

Toes were nipped in the night. Signs pointing the way to the market were mutilated. But, worst of all, a pale orange ghost roamed the fields at night, a bat-winged creature with a terrifying face and glowing eyes. Needless to say, this phantom soon scared the humans far away, ensuring the fields would be safe for many years yet to come--all thanks to the efforts of one brave little pygmy and a skillfully carved gourd lantern.