Shadow Walkers are a strange breed that possess the ability to slip between the planes of reality, becoming immaterial. This allows them to hide in the shadows, either hunting from the concealment of near invisibility or evading enemies. Though they become corporeal to mate or to eat, they spend most of the rest of their lives walking in the shadows. Shadow Walkers are wary creatures, though on dark autumn evenings when the leaves fall to swirl in the chill, rain damp air, they may be seen drifting out from the shadows.

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.

Sometimes, on cloudless nights where the stars shine clear, the still valley alongside the caverns springs to an eerie parody of life. A specter drifts through the tall grass, an ethereal dragoness of incomparable beauty. Her wispy feet have no purchase on the foliage beneath them, and she floats more than walks, her mane ruffled by some unseen breeze. Nobody knows her name, or where she came from—she remains little more than a memory of a dragon who once walked this ground. But what happens when a memory is forgotten... what then...