Cavern Lurker Dragons are nocturnal ambush predators. Although small, they are very aggressive and will attack anything weak enough to be overpowered. Their preferred method of hunting is to lie in wait in a cave, burrow, or other small, enclosed space; when any potential prey passes they will lunge out to grab hold of the unsuspecting victim and drag it back into the lair. Cavern Lurkers have an odd aversion to sunlight and almost never venture out during the day. More commonly sighted are the odd piles of bones they stack near the entrance to their dens. Their mating call is a low-pitched bumping noise.

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.

Fellia loves to sing, but not the slow, melodic tunes the Gorias sing. Her songs are cold, dead. They inspire terror in the hearts of all.

At night, when the torches are blown out so the dragons can sleep, her songs fill the air. Shadows seem to deepen, and demons seem to jump and laugh just out of sight. The prey of the Black Marrows (and Aleck) add their shrieks of fear to form the chorus.

When storms gather, thunder booms like an ancient drum. The winds howl to her dark tune.

Her music creates her world. A world of fear, of darkness. A world where the good be banished and evil celebrated.

It's a lonely, lonely world.