Split Dragons use their sharp teeth and wings to hunt large animals and rarely eat plants. They are intelligent dragons who enjoy mental challenges, preferably alone; Split Dragons are normally solitary except during mating season. When mating, many dragons come together in a group to raise their eggs and hatchlings. These groups tend to be very noisy—reminiscent of a thunderstorm—and last only until the hatchlings are capable of surviving on their own.

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.

Two-headed dragons are unique enough to deserve a separate classification from ordinary dragons. They have two necks, two brains, two mouths, but one stomach and one main body. The two heads usually work together, but there are times when they will fight each other, snapping back and forth. Their unique anatomy prevents them from breeding with single-headed dragons.

Crudely carved into the rock beside this passageway and accentuated by soot of fireblast are the words, "Draconian Dioxide and Cobaltide Dioxide, Chemists". As you step into the passageway, the acrid smell of burnt material, chemicals and, oddly enough, lots of paper, assaults your nose. You enter a roughly carved balcony- To your left appears to be a room made of paper- Wait, no, it's just endless lab records, haphazardly stacked in giant mounds.  Glancing at a couple, it becomes apparent that the two (Or four) chemists' feilds of choice are 'Light it on fire, see what happens'. To your right is a set of stairs, and you can hear rustling of scales on stone, and clawed footsteps.  Below you, over the railing, you can see the lighter blue Draconian Dioxide cupping her wings over a sample of some strange chemical, while one of her heads jets a thin stream of white-blue flame, and the other watches what happens and writes it down in oddly neat writing.