Thunder Dragons are the masters of electricity. Their wings gather energy as they soar through the clouds, and when they clap their wings together they can create devastating arcs of lightning. They can stay airborne nearly indefinitely, landing only to sleep and breed; they catch their prey from the air and take moisture from the clouds. A thunder dragon’s roar is considered to be an omen of misfortune.

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.

Despite her impressive family tree and quite—illustrious—relatives, Jubilates couldn't care less for expectations. Yes, she loves the sunshine as much as the rain and she loves dancing through the skies singing out her joy at being alive, but she is pretty sure she would have been the same way no matter how many or few Sunsongs she could count among her ancestors.

Unlike many other Thunder dragons, Jubilates never tries to control the weather, as far as she is concerned, the weather is fine the way it is and should simply be enjoyed. Which of course has nothing to do with her heritage.

And if she helps out a wandering human child from time to time or lets a few gold pieces fall in front of a starving family's home, so that she is viewed by the locals as a bringer of good luck, then it's solely her own choice and not at all inspired by her father or grandfathers or...

Well OK, maybe her love for wearing fine scarves wrapped around her neck is something she got from her "gramps".