Seasonal Dragons take on the characteristics of the season during which they are born. Thus, eggs that are laid in spring match the pink flowers and green buds of spring, and those that are laid in the summer grow to depict the bright green of the forest trees and the yellow of the sun. Eggs laid in autumn display the bright colors of leaves falling from trees, and those that are laid during winter take on the appearance of the icy snow.

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.

As the winds blew cooler and the leaves began falling from the trees, the egg cracked open and a star-headed hatchling tumbled out. Shuffling through the dry, fallen leaves, he traveled about under their cover in safety—until his wings grew enough for him to burst out in a cascade of fluttering leaves to fly up, up into the clouds.

     From his high vantage point, he spotted things that became his favorite foods: apples, deer, pumpkins, corn. Having sated his hunger one day, he absently traced a claw along the surface of a pumpkin, and realized he could carve it—an artist was born.

     Quiddles makes carvings made from a variety of plants, and leaves the figures in odd places after he has visited. A pumpkin piggy sits on a high branch of a tree, an apple shaped as a flower sits atop a sign post, a zucchini snake slithers down a river. He does not keep them ever since that first pumpkin figure (a dragon) rotted, got moldy, and fell apart.