Wintertide Dragons are a shy species that tend to be docile in nature. The leaf-like growths on their heads are rumored to have medicinal properties, though few have ever gotten close enough to test that theory. They maintain small groups in the mountains where they live, and rarely leave their homes in the peaks, aside from a short winter migration. The rhythmic chime of their feathers and their melodic wails are often considered to be the ballad of winter.

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.

The Min is a relative newcomer to November Needleleaf Lea, arriving after an exciting enough life: he entered a rite of identity through ice with his brothers, saved a burgh with a loophole hiding in the winds, chimed the nine lily bells for an audience with Noks of the Lake, quieted the Tate woods spirits with a winter lullaby, rode and wiped out in the Pelatic Tube, dug for diorite to rid an earthen curse, and awakened the Gifts of Flame at the cost of his hoard. So many things had happened that the Min beseeched the gods to stop choosing to involve him, but his desire to help others and maintain harmony must've endeared him to them. Since arriving to this town, though, he has been left alone by the powers that be. Though people think he tells wonderful stories, they don't believe any of it. A lot of dragons love the one about how he came to earn his title of Min, which has been recorded as two books and a play, but it's thought to be fictional, too. That's probably for the better.