White Dragons are pacifists and specialize in extremely strong healing magic. The only limit of this magic is that it can’t bring back the dead. They only eat plants and never kill living things.

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.

Ah, a death of snow. Of peace, of white light. He is calm, he is the world. He is snow, he does not show emotion. His prey never see him, his prey fall under his white wings as silently as the snowfall. He cannot stand his killing. It mars his mind, until he feels as though the snow he has stained will envelop him—Not red, with blood, but black with memory. The only light he has in his world is Innocence. She can cry for him.

He kills only with cold. Never when it is warm, and never on purpose. Always, an accident. Very much like Innocence. After all, they are alike.