Here Be Dragons
Shard of the Heart of the Dragon
A thin, ragged shard of some unusual crystalline substance the pulses almost like a heart beat. Shards vary in size (they ARE shards, after all) but the party has found one roughly the size of an open hand in width, depth, and length. Produces noticeable amounts of energy without generating heat. Is marginally less hard than a diamond, and resists all known acid and tests of heat and cold. Stolen from the doctor’s bag along with the obsidian blade while aboard the zeppelin heading home.
Having removed several chips for experimentation, the group used a single flake of the shard to wake the young coma victim, and have promised to return the shard—minus those flakes, of course—to her, thus calling of the hoards of acolytes currently searching for the thieves.