Veyla Types
In Wendmor, dragons arrive in many ways.
Some descend with wind at their heels. Others are coaxed from cracked stone or rise from salt-thick steam. There are tales of dragons that circle only during eclipses, and those that emerge—wet and blinking—from vats of fermenting knowledge.
But others, often the earliest, hatch quietly.
These dragons do not claim the skies. They do not roar or spark. They appear when a fact is retrieved from the edge of memory, or when a detail thought unremarkable turns out to be a key. They settle beside satchels and scrolls. They attend more than they announce.
They are known as Veyla-types—the Threshold Dragons. And whether they come by recipe, riddle, or reckoning, one truth holds:
Where a Veyla hatches, a piece of the world has just been remembered.
Veyla-Type: The White Dragons of Threshold Memory

Name Origin: From Old Wendmorian véla—“veil,” “glimmer,” “precursor”
Lineage: Draconis Liminalis — Threshold Dragon
Common Domains of Emergence: Early domain quests from Mina, Nalani, Viktor, Bella, Azar
Veyla-types are the first dragons many learners will encounter. Pale, curious, and watchful, they are not powerful in the traditional sense—but they are responsive. A Veyla hatches when knowledge sticks. When you sort the right herbs, trace the right pattern, or see the link between what was told and what is real.
“White dragons do not lead. They follow the first question that mattered.”
— Bayak, Far-Seer of Shifting Truths
Early Emergence: The Farm
The first recorded Veyla hatched beneath a collapsed grain chute on the eastern edge of the abandoned farmstead near Seven Mile Bottom. A young apprentice had just read aloud a brittle page describing the wintering habits of Mirror-World crows.
The egg cracked without warning. There was no fire, no pulse of magic—only rustling straw, a faint scent of elderflower, and a dragon no larger than a wren.
These dragons have continued to appear across Wendmor wherever early memory work takes place—be it in kitchens, archives, tide journals, or roadside shrines. Though their emergence is quiet, they imprint on the one who finds them—and from that moment on, it often feels like the two have made a pact to take on the world together.
Traits and Behavior
- Responds to rhythm: speech, tools, bubbling brews
- Coils around scrolls, saddlebags, quills, and cooking spoons
- Flickers with light when a player remembers key information
- Sheen deepens alongside shared learning
- Never announces its gifts—but rarely departs once bonded
Variant Example: Brin

Gifted by: Nalani (Water-Sage, Finfolk)
- Behavior: Clicks softly near water; rests in fishing nets or tide-worn journals
- Visual Detail: Ripple pattern beneath wings; dorsal shimmer like tide foam
- Field Note:
“Brin came to me just after I’d finished reciting a sailor’s chant about underwater lanternfish. He blinked once, then sat on my tide journal like he meant to hatch a thought from it.”
— Nalani, scribbled in the margins of her salt-warped fieldbook