Thunder Dragons are the masters of electricity. Their wings gather energy as they soar through the clouds, and when they clap their wings together they can create devastating arcs of lightning. They can stay airborne nearly indefinitely, landing only to sleep and breed; they catch their prey from the air and take moisture from the clouds. A thunder dragon’s roar is considered to be an omen of misfortune.

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.

Fali's sleek body perches on a fallen tree, his magnificent tail sticking out like a peacock's tail behind him. The swirl of darkened blues that coats his body pays complement to the flickering yellow sparks which dart out from his scales, while his wings hang like vultures above the tensed dragon. Narrowed eyes hum like searchlights over the darkened forest that surrounds, while bursts of electricity hover round him like fireflies, illuminating his presence for all nearby. The darkened colours are accentuated by the falling evening, as the pallette of blues that are his scales camouflage him well in the darkness. Wings draped aloft above him, the nightmare limbs shiver in the cool air, each muscle tensing slightly at the surrounding unknown. The beams of electricity that surround him, pulsing with his every breath hum like a swarm of wasps, ever protecting him from any dangers that might leap out.