Black Marrows are named for their dark colored hides which are encased in a distinct exoskeleton. Their skull and the top edges of their spine push out from under the skin as they age. As such, their young need excessive amounts of calcium for this armor to develop. The older a Black Marrow dragon is, the more skeletal their appearance. They often use their skeletal looks to lure in foolish scavengers or terrify predators. These vicious dragons love nothing more than to crack open bones with their stony beaks and eat the marrow inside. Voracious scavengers, Black Marrows will swarm and devour corpses both old and fresh, sometimes even dragging larger finds to the water to allow them to “ripen.” Despite their dreadful demeanour and often horrid stench, Black Marrows are devoted mates and parents.

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.

While Physici loves a rotting corpse as much as the next Black Marrow, as a hatchling she had a great interest in the healing works of the white dragons in her cave. At first, she was simply lured by the smell of fresh death, and happened upon a dead dragon that could not be saved despite every attempt of the chief healer, Mogget. As she fed on the decomposing flesh, she watched as the healers wove their awe-striking magic on a more fortunate dragon. From then on, Physici followed the healers wherever their power was needed, and they eventually became accustomed to her foul odor.

A great plague struck the cave, and the death toll was tragic. While the healers were able to save a few lives, many more were lost. Physici did everything she could to aid the white dragons, including disposing of the bodies. She did not find joy in the consumption, but instead found comfort in the fact that those dragons she had once considered friends would always be with her... one way or another.