Storm Dragons are the masters of the skies. They are excellent fliers and land only to rest and eat. In addition, they have full control of the weather. They are very hot-tempered and easily angered. They will attack any human that bothers them, conjuring strong winds and dangerous lightning.

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.

The clouds danced wildly across an angry sky. Rain came from the sky like a crashing wave in the sea; relentless, driving and strong. Thunder struck and it began to hail with all ferocity. Creatures ran from their burrows and homes as a flame leaped from a tree that had been unlucky enough to be hit by lightning.

On the far side of the valley a single gray dragon stood, unwavering and with only one thought in mind: Revenge. She perched on her rocky cliff, scanning the forest for signs of her intended prey- The monster that had killed many young dragons and tried to kill many others, including herself.

Her anger flared further when she failed to spot him, and the weather became frenzied. The rain tilted sideways and struck like bullets as the wind began to form a tornado. Her eyes flashed and she roared in frustration. Someone must bring that creature to justice. Even if he had escaped her this time, he could not hide forever...