Dark green dragons, once they mature, appear to become an entirely different species. However, this isn’t true. Rather, they burrow underground and get nutrients from their vines. These vines are sometimes referred to as Dragon Grass. These dragons are very violent, and will use their vines to capture, kill, and eat anything that moves, as well as nearby plants. Luckily, their range is limited and they cannot use magic. Dark green dragons tend to be easy to spot since they usually kill all plants around them and thus are usually surrounded by a large clearing.

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.

A broody outcast, Piantelar buried himself as far from the clan as he could get without actually leaving it. Spending most of his time underneath the soil in his lair, he occasionally emerges to yell at overly rambunctious hatchlings to get off his lawn, after having heard the phrase once and immediately found it to his liking. He plays a minor role in hunting by capturing small rodents and birds with his tendril which he either eats or rather begrudgingly leaving to the rest of the dragons. Nobody knows quite how he got so grumpy, but most rumors say that it involved a large hunk of meat, a lot of rope and a life-sized Whack-A-Mole game gone horribly wrong.