Ember Dragons have a great affinity for hot environments. While they themselves are not hot to the touch, their tendency to lurk amongst smoldering ashes has caused many to believe they are fire-starters. Their dully glowing markings serve many purposes: acting as a means of identification between individuals, as an important part of mating displays, and as a way of showing aggression. The long, low build of the breed makes them ungainly in flight, and the thick fleshy membranes of their wings hinder them further. As such, it is rare to see an Ember Dragon take to the air. Ember Dragons are also not particularly sociable; females tend to be defensive, whereas males are more aggressive. Once they have settled with a particular group of dragons, Ember Dragons are incredibly loyal and will defend their pack by any means possible.

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.

Kentrolisk is not a dragon you can mess around with.  He has a vicious tendency to kill anything that moves.  He has a couple ways of getting his prey.  His most common technique would be just to hide in the shadows until his unsuspecting prey walks in front of him, then he pounces, instantly wrapping his jaws around the throat and killing it.  His other technique is a little odd for his breed: what he does is wait for the middle of the day when the sun is brightest, collapse on the ground, labor his breathing and whimper, like the way a dying dragon would act.  He waits for a good-natured dragon to come by and try to help.  Of course, not expecting to get attacked, the other dragon will get too close.  Then before that dragon would know what was happening, Kentrolisk would get up and bite deep into their throat and jerk his head sideways, snapping his prey's neck.  He likes to get creative in his hunting styles, and always has fun doing it.