Gilded Bloodscale Dragons often spend hours investigating every minute detail of caves, making sure their living spaces are arranged exactly how they like. They crave intellectual stimulation and get bored easily. As such, these dragons prefer to lure in their prey using their sharp minds rather than brute strength, often engaging in battles of wits between their two heads to determine how best to proceed. Seen as eccentric by other dragons, they are often shunned by all but their own kind.

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.

Two-headed dragons are unique enough to deserve a separate classification from ordinary dragons. They have two necks, two brains, two mouths, but one stomach and one main body. The two heads usually work together, but there are times when they will fight each other, snapping back and forth. Their unique anatomy prevents them from breeding with single-headed dragons.

Eggzistenshallhissed loves to argue with herself. A typical conversation between her heads:

"You don't exist; I only have one head."

"Yes, I do exist."

"Prove it."

"I am part of you—I exist!"

"You could just be something imagined by my subconscious."

"But you can smell my breath and feel my head butt you."

"That might all be made up by my subconscious, sensory input that is not real."

"Even thoughts you did not first think."

"I have a very creative subconscious."

"I know I am real, because I think my own thoughts."

"Sure you do."

"Hmmph! How do I know that YOU are real."

"I asked you first, therefore I am the origin."

"Not if you are a figment of MY subconscious, trying to play tricks on ME."

"Then why didn't you ask me about being real first."

"Maybe I wanted to have someone to talk to, and denied reality, but my subconscious is forcing me to recognize the truth."

"Yet I know that I am real."

"Prove it!"

"Neither of us can prove that we exist as our second heads."

"Bah. Let's hunt."