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.

Lycaor is a fierce, rash warrior from the Spitfire division of the his cave's army. He won't hesitate to jump in and just attack. He has a hard time listening to his captain when he tells him to hold back until the signal. He doesn't care about a stupid signal. He just wants to get in there and tear the enemy to shreds. The armory had to make him special armor just in case Lycaor did lose control and jump in to early because sometimes, that can end up with him in the infirmary. After Lycaor recovers, he'll just don his armor once more and head back into battle.