Of the known breeds of Chromatic Dragons, the White Dragon is by far the most savage. While still considered to be a “true” dragon, I liken its abilities to be more bestial and feral than that of its kin, giving little thought to the future or consequences of its actions. Like the great cats of the jungle, it hunts with single-minded ferocity and displays more cunning than intelligence. Like many great predators, it prefers to ambush its prey and dispose of any threats quickly, and will often flee if threatened by a predator more dangerous than itself. The White Dragon reminds me, if anything, of the uncivilized tribes of other species. I am of course referring to those humans who live in the deeper jungles, as well as my own savage brethren, the wild elves of the Eastern Isles.
These less civilized cultures within all of our races can be terribly brutal, but does that make them evil or less intelligent? Some of my colleagues would happily say yes, but I am not so satisfied. On several occasions I have tried to interact with individual Whites, but too little success. When I approached them they either attacked or fled and I was forced to subdue, though not slay, several to protect myself. Those that would speak to me only heaped curses, insults, and vows of vengeance on me before I released them. I fear that I have made some terrible enemies in the Northlands and will have to be vigilant from now on. The memories of Whites, like all dragons, are long.
Since direct contact was not possible, I endeavored to study them in secret. I was very lucky indeed to come upon a nesting mother, and was quite surprised at what I found. After two years of study, I found that the female did very little to tend the two eggs. In fact, she would leave them unattended for days at a time. After their hatching, she forced them away from her lair, leaving them to fend for themselves.
This behavior leads me to believe that the lack of civility and intelligence may actually stem from poor parental guidance than breeding. This would explain their savage nature, being force to learn everything for themselves instead of receiving the collective knowledge of their elders. Furthermore, this leads me to question the “evilness” of this particular breed of dragon. Are they truly evil or just trying to survive in a savage world? Perhaps in the future I will have more time to return to my studies of these dangerous creatures.

Excerpt from A Study of Chromatic Dragon Breeds
Allistaire Lancaster, Archmagus of the Western Tower

Upon entering the lair of the red dragons, I found at once great hordes of gems and precious metals. The mountain caves of the Western Jana range are both deep and wide. This one proved to be no different and while I had no time to take the necessary measurements, I approximate its size at 300 or 400 feet in depth and 40 or 50 feet in height.
That having been said, the vast size of this treasure was daunting. I spent some little time cataloging the piles of gold and silver and gems, as well as procuring a few rare artifacts. What was more astonishing, and heart wrenching, was the object I found in a deep bowl in the floor. Atop stones glowing with heat was a roughly surfaced egg. It was then that I realized the ferocity by which I was attacked. It was not the treasure they were protecting, but their egg.
I find the taking of a life, even that of the cruel and dangerous red dragons, to be reprehensible. Now I was responsible for the deaths of mating parents and potentially that of their young.
I was forced to enact several spells of protection before I could examine it properly. Based on size, color, and hardness I assumed it had only been freshly laid. This proved something of a quandary for me. I knew nothing on the raising of an egg and I was unwilling to let it perish.

Excerpt from The Raising of a Dragon
Allistaire Lancaster, Archmagus of the Western Tower