Veiled by brilliant flames, an Astaarus Dragon is a marvel to behold. They are found only upon the peaks of the highest mountain ranges. They dedicate their time to stellar observation, absorbing light in the process and storing it in the form of shimmering crystals. The flames cloaking an Astaarus are significant: the heat warms their bearer in the frigid conditions of the mountains, and females use their more fervent flames to keep their young warm. The combustion of an Astaarus hatchling is a momentous occasion, celebrated as their entry into adulthood. During mating season, it is not uncommon to see male Astaari sweeping like stars across the sky in playful chase of their prospective mates.

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.

Aguno has exceptionally fond memories of hot apple cider, and considers it his duty to teach the other dragons in his clan how to make it during the wintertime. He first tried his beloved blend of spiced cider as a hatchling, freshly finished with a snowball fight in the mountains and starting to feel the chill of the frosty day at the festival his family members were attending. He still remembers the elderly grandmother dragon and her enormous cider cauldron, which she attended to throughout the festival, adding slices of fruit and cinnamon sticks and stirring while she told stories to anyone who happened to stop by. There's nothing quite like the first sip of hot cider on a cold day, Aguno insists, and he hopes one day to take over festival cauldron duties for the grandmother dragon so she can be the one who gets to have someone make her a bowl of cider.