Sweetlings are a small, flightless breed of dragon. They are omnivores who favor sweet fruits and honey, and have been known to go to great lengths to obtain their favorite treats. Their long, prehensile tails allow them to grab onto branches and give them superior balance. Sweetlings are expressive dragons and have a large array of calls to communicate with others. They become very vocal during breeding season and sing long, beautiful melodies to attract a mate. Inquisitive in nature, Sweetlings are known to investigate anything that piques their interest, and are quick to flee if the object of their curiosity strikes back.

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.

Rapture is a very strange dragon. He's obsessed with the idea of humans from space coming down to eat everyone's wagons and carts, even going so far as to wear a makeshift helmet on his head to protect his brain from the telepathy he is sure the space-men have. Besides that paranoia, he's also well-known in the clan for his hypnotic dancing style he tends to stand awkwardly close to someone and waver side to side, staring at them without blinking. Most of his dance partners get uncomfortable with this and run away, so his backup method of entertaining himself at social events is getting onto a table and ranting about the coming apocalypse that will be brought down upon them by the space-men. He doesn't get invited to many birthday parties.