Harvest Dragons are a large, flightless breed most often found in heavily forested mountains. Normally shy, these omnivorous dragons keep to themselves in remote regions, but in the fall they descend from their high territory to search for food—and lots of it. During the autumn months, harvest dragons will eat whatever they can find, from large and small animals to nuts and fruit. In the winter they retreat into large caves and hibernate until spring, living off the fat they have built up.

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.

This harvest, who's only ever called "batty", wanted to be part of a club. Or it's a cult. What club (or cult) members do is not really clear, other than being "enthusiasts" of a thing of some sort. She wanted in, but she was told that the core of her being did not match the requirements of the organization. Some of it was there, but, unfortunately, it's jumbled. She was too shy to ask again, but she stuck around the meeting area every time members gathered. The smaller dragons started fearing she would eat them, so by majority vote, they finally relented and allowed her to become a member of the club, or cult. She still doesn't know what the club is really for, since she stands far away from the area where there are the most dragons, usually behind a table or potted plant, so she can't really hear what they're saying.