Olive Dragons are a small, forest-dwelling breed, rarely growing much larger than the average sheep. When alarmed, they can erect a long row of venomous spines on their back, serving to warn any potential predators that Olives are not a good choice for a meal. While not strong enough to kill anything larger than a small deer, their venom causes an extremely painful reaction and necrosis at the bite site, sometimes causing the flesh to rot and limbs to fall off.

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.

This dragoness is a devoted member of a mysterious new cult that slowly wormed its way into the clan. No one really knows what the cult's goals or even their beliefs are, but they do follow the human caretaker around trying their best to form her name with their snouts and draconic vocal chords.

Although this dragoness has a slight lisp and always manages to articulate an "sss" sound where there should be none, she was quickly accepted into the cult. Ever since hooking up with the Duotone member of the cult, the demands of the erstwhile grumpy Split leader have been lowered considerably. Since she herself also met her beloved Imp mate through the cult, this Olive dragoness couldn't be happier.