Storm Dragons are the masters of the skies. They are excellent fliers and land only to rest and eat. In addition, they have full control of the weather. They are very hot-tempered and easily angered. They will attack any human that bothers them, conjuring strong winds and dangerous lightning.

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 violent behavior of most grays stems from them simply having very nasty personalities: they don't like their neighbors, they don't like the passerby, and they don't really like anyone else either--and they inform people that they dislike them by crushing them under a blizzard or setting them on fire with a well-aimed bolt of lightning. This male, however, is different. His inclination to destroy things comes not from a foul mood, but rather from all-consuming terror. Smaller, squishier, and much cuter than many of his kin, he's constantly afraid of being turned into a scaly purse or another dragon's pet, and as such sees EVERYTHING as a threat. Trees, specks of dust, baby bunnies--everything is a monster in disguise, met with a sudden flurry of lightning and hail as he flees, squeaking in terror, into the distance.