Shadow Walkers are a strange breed that possess the ability to slip between the planes of reality, becoming immaterial. This allows them to hide in the shadows, either hunting from the concealment of near invisibility or evading enemies. Though they become corporeal to mate or to eat, they spend most of the rest of their lives walking in the shadows. Shadow Walkers are wary creatures, though on dark autumn evenings when the leaves fall to swirl in the chill, rain damp air, they may be seen drifting out from the shadows.

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.

Tropa's mind lies in an eternally tormented state about the passing of life. The world seems pointless to him, as whatever one does or creates, it will only be broken in a matter of time, and the dust that was once a dragon will just blow off into the sunset. He constantly ponders the meaning of everything, and whether it was random chance that led him to be a conscious being, or if there was some higher power that created him. The fear of not actually having a conscious mind; being just a puppet in somebody else's world terrifies him, and he constantly examines his surroundings, looking for a sign that everything is imaginary. His friends try to convince him that one should appreciate life when one has it, and live in the moment, but all Tropa can think about is how that this day will one day be a memory, and then forgotten. He doubts the point of existence, if he can never make his mark on the world and change it, yet he is unsure if he wants to change it at all.