Copper Dragons are masters of stealth, slipping silently and swiftly through the forests and jungles where they live. Often hunting in groups, their prey rarely know they are being stalked until the dragon’s at their throat. In the air they are agile and skilled. Copper Dragons prize family groups, spending large amounts of time teaching their young skills. So great is their love of life and family that they will sometimes adopt orphaned dragons of other breeds to raise.

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.

A soft cry, the shivering of a stem. These and countless other small signs, noises and motions that cannot be pinpointed, are the first sign that the wood is not welcoming to humans. Those who scoff at the warnings and continue on, whether they be prince or pauper, old and bold or young and defiant, never emerge again. For the great dragon Valienth is lord here, her kin her soldiers, the trees and grasses her spies. Once tolerant and perhaps even protective of humans, the copper's opinion on them changed drastically once a band of men very nearly succeeded in stealing her and her brethren's eggs and auctioning them off at market. Understanding that not all humans are evil, but unwilling to risk such a horror again, Valienth's tribe now offers nothing but death to those who broach their forest, hunting them on quiet wings and feeding their bodies to their children.