Hooded Murklings are a smaller breed of dragon and quite the shifty, cunning sort. Typically they are ambush predators, submerging themselves in murky waters among the reeds or beneath the mud and will launch themselves armed with a poisonous attack when suitable prey comes along. It’s not uncommon for one to barter for meat instead by using treasures stolen from other dragons or their hoards, and though they tend to be solitary the promise of riches and fine meats can easily sway a Hooded Murkling into joining up with others to lend a “helpful” claw. Playing nicely or fairly with said others is not a strength they often possess.

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.

Those who've known Crepuscular Murk for a while or worked with him say he is good at filling silence with words, and he really knows how to give praise. Most dragons assert that he cannot be trusted, though when asked why, no one can provide a solid answer or evidence that he did any wrong. He works for something called D-A-L, a name that is not found in any records except Crepuscular Murk's own. He describes it as an administrative organization that is pretty dull, and he's there because he gets paid in rings and marsh-meat. Some guess that D-A-L is Der Autorisierte Laden, the knickknacks parlor on Poppy Way, but that doesn't seem right because as described, D-A-L doesn't sound like a retail establishment.