Dark green dragons, once they mature, appear to become an entirely different species. However, this isn’t true. Rather, they burrow underground and get nutrients from their vines. These vines are sometimes referred to as Dragon Grass. These dragons are very violent, and will use their vines to capture, kill, and eat anything that moves, as well as nearby plants. Luckily, their range is limited and they cannot use magic. Dark green dragons tend to be easy to spot since they usually kill all plants around them and thus are usually surrounded by a large clearing.

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.

A flower known widely as the checkmate rose blooms in one place and one place only; the heart of a wood known for its vile swamps and abundant vine dragons, a hellish tangle of dead wood and fresh rot from which few who enter can escape. Given this fearsome reputation, one might wonder why any enter at all--but it is the rose, that both blessed and damnable rose, that draws them. Filled with potent magic, water imbued with oil from its petals can heal any illness, and so one by one they all come to claim it. Many die before they ever lay eyes on it. Those who do reach it, however, are permitted one glance--one joyful, lasting glance--before they see its guardian, a vine dragon of immense age and size, whipping towards them. With all those who attempt to gain the rose dying, some wonder how word of it ever reached the outer world... a question whose answer lies with the dragon, cunning and cruel, always waiting before the rose.