Holiday dragons are a very mysterious breed. They are only seen during winter, and even then it is hard to catch a glimpse of one. They are responsible for the general cheer that spreads during the holidays. In essence, they are the “Spirits of Winter.”

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.

Willow the kind loves hatchlings and leads the frozen hatchling choir. Under her guidance they learn to sing and calm even the most violent souls. Any dragon hearing her song is drawn to it and will start to join in. She is in love with Willows sweetheart despite what the other dragons say about never being able to have children. She is often found soaring and singing along with sweetheart on the nights of the full moon. Her voice can be heard singing her part of the song...

"The vessel was crowded with disquieted folk

The escape from past hardship sustaining their hope

But as the last glimpse of Ireland faded into the mist

Each one fought back tears and felt strangely alone.

The seas roared in anger, making desperate our plight

And a fever came o'er me that worsened next night

Then delirium possessed me and clouded my mind

And I for a moment saw that land left behind."