Nocturne Dragons are a strange breed. Whenever light strikes their bodies, they are frozen in whatever position they were in. This leaves them vulnerable and they rely on camouflage to keep themselves safe. They are often mistaken for statues when in this frozen state, but Nocturne dragons do not actually turn into stone. Rather, they merely idle until the sun goes down. At night, these dragons come to life, proving themselves to be powerful fliers, although little else is known about their true behavior.

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.

12F lives in a clan of various types of dragons as a welcome foreigner, mostly observing but occasionally partaking in clan activities. They really like their treasure, and they eat a lot. Something to do with energy. Many of the dragons busy themselves mostly by coloring themselves and wearing fancy accessories. In fact, they don't mind spending literally tons of treasure to trade for some blade-for-wings or a hat or something, and the more generous dragons have given 12F a number of accessories, so he often looks like a rummage sale. Some clan members participate in "coli", which may be short for Escherichia coli—or they're talking about a kind of dog. Weirdest yet is that most of the clan are concerned with "exaltation", which is synonymous with "dying" but sounds cooler. They die so they can "fly in dominance" or something, and they will grind against things so they can die faster. Accessorizing, E. coli, and death—this clan is a strange one, but they're kind to 12F.