Neotropical Dragons are a breed that originate in rainforests. They are fun-loving and enjoy lounging on tree branches, eating whatever fruit they find. They are also often found sunning themselves on rocks, using their large wings to soak up the rays. In the summer, males compete for mates by showing off their striped wings and gliding in spirals down the tree trunks. It is said that the larger the wings, the more likely the male will attract a suitable mate.

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.

Actively achieving alphabetized alliterations and accidentally arousing annoyance, Bananaphana boldly believes bananas, boysenberries and boots are best. He caterwauls crankily when called 'crazy', donning a draconic, dour demeanor. Every evening he exaltingly exclaims exaggerations about eggplants. Fridays he flings fruit at flying finches—ghastly, granted, but greatly gratifying. However, he hates having harrowing healers hating his harassment. Indeed, it is interesting inspecting his interrogators interacting—just don't jubilantly join, it's jarring.

Bananaphana's kale ken keeps him keen, and he larks limitlessly at lavishness like he lumps upon the leaves. Mistaking magpies as magical, malevolent monsters, he negotiates nonviolent nonsense objectively and obscurely to order them out to oblivion with obsolete, obsequious orations. Perhaps his pacifistic practice will pay off quickly but quietly. His radical requiems rasp unrealistically, sounding supremely stupid.