White Dragons are pacifists and specialize in extremely strong healing magic. The only limit of this magic is that it can’t bring back the dead. They only eat plants and never kill living things.

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.

I Was Going To Be A New Breed seems to suffer from a chronic lack of motivation. Indeed, he spends most of his days doing one thing. No, this thing is not hunting, cleaning, patrolling, or anything even remotely useful to his clan: it is procrastinating. To make it worse, he seems to always have an excuse for his procrastination (though he often likes to procrastinate making excuses for his procrastination). It would be better if he were one of those new breeds produced by a daydream and a white, but he is none other than a boring white dragon. In fact, one of his most famous phrases is, "I was going to be a new breed, but..." followed by a ridiculous excuse involving whales, tentacles, black paint, angry hornets, and quite a lot of baked potatos. Some dragons wish he would stop telling this irritatingly long and eloquent tale to everyone he meets, while others wish for another thing: maybe, just for once, he could procrastinate his procrastination.