Sweetlings are a small, flightless breed of dragon. They are omnivores who favor sweet fruits and honey, and have been known to go to great lengths to obtain their favorite treats. Their long, prehensile tails allow them to grab onto branches and give them superior balance. Sweetlings are expressive dragons and have a large array of calls to communicate with others. They become very vocal during breeding season and sing long, beautiful melodies to attract a mate. Inquisitive in nature, Sweetlings are known to investigate anything that piques their interest, and are quick to flee if the object of their curiosity strikes back.

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.

It was that veritable twilight when the sun reaches into the darkest night. Dawn did not come too swiftly this morn.  A few dragons rolled in their sleep, but none were awake. Suddenly, a soft harmony can be heard, though the adult dragons seem not to notice. Fanciful dancing and melodious singing has drawn the hatchlings from their sleep.  The small brood gazes through sleepy eyes at a most enchanting dragon. They follow this graceful creature, pacing between dreams and reality.  His song compels even the most recalcitrant and unyielding, leading them away from the adults.  They prance and frolic, delighting in the Sweetling's melody. A saccharine voice asks the brood a question, "Do you wish to be young forever, and join me in the Grand Crusade" Every dragonet trilled their acquiescence. The Innocent Army was born.