Squares of colorful cloth, often enchanted with minor magics to better serve the owner - but, first and foremost, it is merely a kerchief.

Even at the best of times, goblins and alchemy don't mix well...

A mystic, tired of being left behind by his more swifted-footed companions, devised this as a simple solution.

"My god, what is that?"
"Orcweed, sir. Never need a wall with this growing."

A legendary relic, suited to base a campaign around, with the power of Creation crystallized in a single milky seed...

'See that one, with the burn scars and dark veins? Don't stick too close; he shoots fireblood before engagements. Keeps friends and foes alike at bay, it does.'

The dead, when buried without last rites, often find it impossible to rest easy...

A set of pale white panpipes, etched with images of the winter storms...

Prized for the metallic sheen of the foliage, this peculiar plant dwells on the banks of mountain rivers, relying on heavy metals and photoelectric power to spread itself

In the deep of night, even the most jaded of criminals will look over their shoulders for the telltale scarlet glow of the steamwalkers.

Driven by the need to keep his descendants fed, Daniel Andersson is one of the more peculiar undead - and gods - one might ever come across.

Slain by thirst and heat, these sad souls seek moisture - any moisture - to quench their eternal, burning thirst.

The simplest way to tell if someone is a Thaumatech Engineer is often to ask to see his kit bag...

A potion that contains the essence of Courage... In a way.

A well-meaning mage has banished darkness from the area, not realizing the downsides of this event.

Descended from humanity, the orcs of Kuramen are a far cry from the bloodthirsty savages of many other worlds.

The corrupted god of war, felled by the lost god of vengeance to his present pitiable state.

A curious dagger, with a blade stained by ancient gore; it has seen many dark deeds, yet goes unsuspected as more than some old piece of junk.

Once an outcast spirit of the cold, now the malevolent lord of a realm of winter unending...

But, O Fellow Denizens of the Citadel, I ask this - what other kinds of unique elements can you come up with?