Spitfires are a desert breed of dragon. Their dull brown bodies contrast with their brilliant turquoise markings, and they only blaze brighter when these dragons fight. Spitfires are notorious for their territorial natures, and the wing-edges of most are ripped and tattered before their first year is out. Spitfires are also noteworthy for their brilliant blue fire, which is used not for hunting or fighting, but rather for making glass caves from the sand, in which the dragons can soak up the sun.

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 hostile female, this dragon spends her days padding around the outskirts of her territory, ready to exchange blows with any creature foolish enough to step onto her land. Coming from a long and ragged ancestry, Mammit has spent much of her life being looked down upon, either from the spitfires who were born of the desert or from her own raiser, who debated setting her loose rather than dealing with her rough nature. Mammit cares little for what others think of her, however, finding solace in her strength in battle.