White Dragons are pacifists and specialize in extremely strong healing magic. The only limit of this magic is that it can’t bring back the dead. They only eat plants and never kill living things.

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.

Angel was once a happy little dragon... She had everything she needed to live. But she is now internally decaying, sad, lonesome and heartbroken. It started when the dragonhunters came to her love's lair. He fought for her... and was killed. Angel was speechless, she didn't fight, didn't even struggle as the dragonhunters tied her down and drug her to their cart. Rain fell, mixing with her blood and tears as they rid her of her wings. Once they had taken everything from her, her hoard, her love, her freedom, they left. She limped to her mate's cave and summoned all the magic she had within to bring him back. She saved none for herself, didn't even think to stop her bleeding wounds. His corpse was still ever cold, lacking a pulse. The strain, it was too much for Angel... even her magic couldn't bring him back. So she lay with his lifeless body and waited. Waited for the pain to bleed out of her, waited to be reunited in the stars.