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.

Blizzardcliff is an old dragon. His hide, once as beautiful and bright as the stars that fleck the midnight sky, has dulled with age. His teeth, once as sharp as the talons of the rocs, are chipped and blunt. Blizzardcliff has long known the harsh truth that nothing lasts forever. He does not mourn his physical demise. No, it is the desecration of the ideals which the dragons of long ago upheld that hurts him. Once, the dragons of the land of HeroHorse gave homes to the abandoned, loyalty to their mates and friendship to their kin. Blizzardcliff has seen these ideals left by the wayside without a backward glance. He has watched the corruption of every inhabitant of the land, seeing sights which still haunt him.

Through it all, one dragon has been with him. Cumulussea, a gentle Daydream dragon. They have been loyal and caring to each other through thick and thin, but now the trails of thought which Blizzardcliff now ventures down disturb his mate, though she cannot bear to admit it.