With their iridescent wings and sleek gray bodies, Iridichi Dragons are an enchanting sight to behold in the decaying autumnal world. Coming across an Iridichi, or having one approach you, can either be a blessing or a curse; rumor has it, Iridichi Dragons are messengers and anchors for the dead. Their disconcerting white eyes always seem to connect to the spiritual world, and the intimacy of life and death during autumn compels them to seek the deceased. Superstitious folks claim that the magical effects of their wings allow the dead to be seen as well as heard. As a result, travelers seek out Iridichi Dragons during their most active season, claiming they act as a bridge between the living and the dead. Iridichi Dragons have allegedly facilitated hauntings and offered consolation for those departed with unfinished business when a simple message will not suffice.

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.

Indichi studies mollusks, or "malacology", for the fancy term. She's been interested in these wonderful invertebrates since she was a child. Before her wings developed, she would slither after snails and slugs, and when she was older, she would borrow her pop's Self-Tying Lightgoggles to go swimming, looking for bivalves and nudibranchs and squids. Some of those dives proved dangerous and displeased her parents greatly, until Indichi studied defensive maneuvers, magical and physical, and showed them she could deal with threats. She realized the usefulness of magic for writing, too, since she could move ink or float tools rather than dictate to others or use her mouth. Her cave has a catalogued collection of mollusk shells and dried parts, an equipment-and-writing-tools corner, three bookshelves of documents and notes, and a tank of living snails. When humans find her, they ask her about hexes and dues to the dead, and it disappoints her that they never want to talk about mollusks.