Black Marrows are named for their dark colored hides which are encased in a distinct exoskeleton. Their skull and the top edges of their spine push out from under the skin as they age. As such, their young need excessive amounts of calcium for this armor to develop. The older a Black Marrow dragon is, the more skeletal their appearance. They often use their skeletal looks to lure in foolish scavengers or terrify predators. These vicious dragons love nothing more than to crack open bones with their stony beaks and eat the marrow inside. Voracious scavengers, Black Marrows will swarm and devour corpses both old and fresh, sometimes even dragging larger finds to the water to allow them to “ripen.” Despite their dreadful demeanour and often horrid stench, Black Marrows are devoted mates and parents.

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.

no0K7 loves reading material. She hides her collection due to a strong aversion to rhyming. She can't stand when words fall with predictable timing. When language turns terse to make verse out of speech, she will screech and retreat, very fleet, through the air to her weyr. Her favourite books are the oldest she can find, but so often, when she flips through aged pages, the patterns turn to posey. The rosy repeats that greet her unseat her and send her on a bender. She'll rend her carcasses to large messes until her rhymes unwind through glancing slants, and finally settle back into prose. For the most part, she enjoys her home in the west of the Drowned Mountains, so long as she doesn't find any of that terrifying formal verse.