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.

No Time To Cry, who goes by Time, is very different from others because of his upbringing. He has a rare, unnamed deformity that allows him to produce a boiling acid from his fangs, tail-tip, and claws. This acid seems to be a dark green color. He was born in a lab, where they tested him rigorously to find out why his egg was green and hot. Once he was kind, warm, sweet, and carefree like the rest of his kind. But one day, when he attempted to help another pygmy in pain, back when his acid was still getting under control, he poisoned them on accident and this was when he learned how dangerous his acid was. After this he became bitter, uncertain. He lashed out in anger and fear. Eventually, he escaped, and went to a place he had heard was called "Orphanage" nearby. Soon after he ran away from here too, and lived on the streets for some time. He was found beaten half to death by a kind old dragon, who took him in her home for neglected dragons. He named himself "No Time To Cry".