Spitfires are a desert breed of dragon. Their dull brown bodies contrast with their brilliant turquoise markings, and they only blaze brighter when these dragons fight. Spitfires are notorious for their territorial natures, and the wing-edges of most are ripped and tattered before their first year is out. Spitfires are also noteworthy for their brilliant blue fire, which is used not for hunting or fighting, but rather for making glass caves from the sand, in which the dragons can soak up the sun.

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.

A very grouchy, irritable, doesn't-like-anyone sort of dragon, this female has two interests in life: herself, and her eggs. Anyone caught threatening either of the two is treated with a nice face full of fiery blue spit. It's her not-so-humble opinion that if her breath is hot enough to turn sand into glass than it's hot enough to be used as a weapon. This habit has made her rather unpopular among her fellow spitfires, who consider it bad taste to use flames for fighting.