Mint colored dragons are the most peaceful of all dragons; they only eat plants unless they scavenge meat from an already dead animal. They also have no ways to attack others or defend themselves. They are much smaller than other forms of dragons since they only double in size when they mature. Mint dragons are unable to use magic and cannot fly since they lack wings. Their looks have given rise to the common insult of calling dragons “large lizards.”

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.

Of course no one understood the importance of the smallest of beings. No one would even glance at him, a useless Mint Dragon. Just waddling around, tipping rocks over to their sides and sniffing the air.

He had been a nobody, a nothing, until he had found that artifact. That perfectly formed object, powerful mana dripping out of it. It was by accident that its previous owner suddenly stopped existing. It had nothing to do with a Mint playing with a powerful device.

He could have gone solo, out alone by himself with this secret. But maybe he had a lucky break, finding that human who looked him up and down, scanning him as if he was the most rarest of metallic dragons. They only said that his services would be appreciated and suddenly he had a home, a place where no dragon looked down at him for being a Mint.

There was no reason for him to leave. All the unusual jobs were easy. He sure didn't care if a king from a distant land disappeared from history. It never affected him here.