Considered heralds of ill fortune, Omen Wyrms are usually found in areas previously ravaged by disaster or strife, blending in amongst the foliage. Due to the unique appearance and texture of their bodies, they often pass as dead trees as they wait for unsuspecting prey. Their haunting cry—like that of a hollow-sounding horn—is a sure signal to run: it is always followed by the dragons’ furious wrath, which manifests in the form of fiery cascades. Escape from an Omen Wyrm is possible, however; it is said they will not dare follow their quarry across running water, no matter the cause of their vexation.

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.

Seeking the Heart of My Salad has an irrational hatred of vegans. He will hunt anything meant to eat an omnivorous diet that chooses to eat exclusively herbivorously for moral reasons. "Even romaine is alive," he argues, "So killing lettuce and carrots is no better than killing animals." He doesn't fathom how anyone could feel differently, nor how leaf greens could suffer any less from cruelty than animals. After all, the magically-forced growth often employed by fruit and vegetable farmers can't be pleasant for the plants involved. And if the soils the plants feed on are not properly maintained, so they are suffering from malnutrition at the same time...

Few share his philosophy, which he thinks is unfortunate.