Much of the lore was from general magic uses of fragments rather than from the dragonkin themselves. One of the sorcerers that was written about had stalked a female from her early life until after she was heavy with eggs. He won her trust by guarding her nest until the hatchlings began to emerge. He betrayed her, critically wounded her and made off with several shell fragments. He wrote extensively on how to create items and betray dragonkin. However, there was no research on how to find lost fragments.
In her own words:
“I undertook a visioning ceremony involving a complicated potion and some pipe weed. I was trying to find a clue regarding Tempus’ shell fragment. The images were random and disconnected. Fragments of shell seemed to burst and go in lots of directions. I could not see where they all went or how many there were.
I focused on a round shard and followed it. There was a hooded figure in a brilliant red robe that had the shard in their hand. The figure offered it to a wizened old jeweler, who carefully placed the shell in a diadem. The diadem turns silvery white, and then suddenly glows red. The hooded figure then slits the throat of the jeweler and rinses the diadem in the blood.
That first vision wiped me out! I had to sleep for days. Mr Pants was very concerned and had to console himself by digging a new room to his sett. He seems to have dug through into the hobbit area. Mr Pants found the kitchen and helped himself to some fine wine and mushrooms. Badgers love a good mushroom. It seems the hobbit wine was a bit strong, and he ended up getting lost. Never fear! He found a cozy place to sleep, and he was ok! No worries there! One of the hobbits said he didn’t appreciate Mr Pants spooning with him. Silly hobbits. Mr Pants is very affectionate. Mr Pants says they don’t understand him.
I prepared more of the potion and took it one month after the first vision. I tried to focus on the diadem. The image was of flying a long way. It felt very cold and very high. Suddenly, there was a falling or swooping sensation. I plummeted down, and down, and down. Suddenly, in the middle of a there was a volcano. In the crater, there were hot springs and mud pots, and in the middle was a very tall, narrowly build keep with spires. It felt like we flew in through a narrow window like an arrow slit. Down and down we went. I saw a sorcerer’s atelier. In a crystal case, there was a mummified skull with the diadem on it."