Spitfires are a desert breed of dragon. Their dull brown bodies contrast with their brilliant turquoise markings, and they only blaze brighter when these dragons fight. Spitfires are notorious for their territorial natures, and the wing-edges of most are ripped and tattered before their first year is out. Spitfires are also noteworthy for their brilliant blue fire, which is used not for hunting or fighting, but rather for making glass caves from the sand, in which the dragons can soak up the sun.

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.

Colson is an infamously short-tempered dragon, even for Recila's Cave. Her sense of personal space is ridiculously inflated; if someone manages to get within five meters, she'll launch into a violent fury. If someone so much as glances in the general direction of her beloved glass collection—all crafted by her own flame and claws—Colson will seek bloody recompense. It's gotten so bad that she's not really allowed in the Cave itself. If she so much as attempts to approach the entrance, the wards will instantly block her out. Not that Colson has been seen anywhere near the Cave proper. Some are starting to wonder if she hasn't been let go.

Some know that there are just parts of the desert—parts filled with beautifully carved glass spires, and lovingly blown, exceptionally delicate crafts—that they need to avoid at all costs.

At least Colson is happy.