Magi Dragons are, as their name suggests, primarily magic users. They rarely use physical forms of attack. They eat anything they can kill, which is almost everything. They won’t kill unprovoked except when hunting, although they may kill humans if in danger. Their strong magic makes them one of the most feared breeds of dragons.

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.

Orange has always considered himself a poet. He has a thick, rich voice, and makes his own spells. Unfortunately, he's vain. And he wanted to write a song about him, but nothing rhymes with Orange. Nothing!

He threw his pen to the ground and stomped away. Mage was too plain! Orange rhymed with nothing! Deeply irritated, he found Minty collecting a nice supper. She offered to let him rest in her den. He agreed, though sulkily. She asked what was wrong, and he told her about his predicament.

Minty munched on some cabbage leaves before answering. "Well, poems don't always need to rhyme. There are haikus, for example." she spoke at last. "And if your name is a problem, you can always change it."

Since then, he's called himself "The Writer" and has a vast collection of haiku poems, most very bad. This doesn't seem to faze Minty, who had a son. Although they have both agreed to look for others of their own species, they still seem to have a liking for each other.