Inspired by the Five in One challenge, the Emblem of Novercalis is a campaign inspired not by five subs, but by five idea seeds.

The inanimate remnants and dry husks of ideas left stillborn.

Forged of destruction, in the name of hatred, Winter's Tempest is a cold echo of its parent blades, yet still it bears the destruction of the frozen elements.

These Trolls travel land and sea in an eternal search for their next war. The Host of Battle—for they have no other name for themselves—is part mercenary army, part ethnicity.

A greater examination of the Magician's best friend, his familiar.

"Why's she want the rings? Heh, ye ain't the first ta ask. Well, why's the wind blow? Why's the shark bite? Trust me, lad, you don' want ta question her nature, jus' as ye wouldn' question mother nature. I say she's lookin fer somethin' - gods save me when she finds it."
- Ben "The Biter" Yardrin, sailor

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

Though several copies are known to exist, ultimately this is the title of a singular book. It sits in the office of The Librarian—the Demon that oversees the Library of Citadel. The Concise Compendium of Codices contains a listing of every known book ever printed.

The Sergeant did not have to clear his throat. He could just begin - at full volume - and instantly quiet the room of recruits. "The Remote Gun Platform. You worms would know it as a Tankbot. Is your best friend on the battlefield next to the guy sitting beside you. You will come to love this thing for its functionality, its ability to see the enemy, and for its ability to be blown up instead of you. "

This millennia-old book is one of the most famous books of prophecy in all of the realms, second only to the Book of the Cannon itself, and takes the front seat in the minds of most as the quintessential book foretelling the future.

But all is not as it seems

The party comes across a magic amulet. This amulet will give each user two wishes, but the wishes almost seem to have a mind of their own.

A tool for Diviners, a toy for children. These little orbs have many uses.

Blessed by the spirits of the forests, these feline creatures have barely begun the long, slow climb to civilization.

The daughter of a long line of Shinto priestesses, Mei has sworn to protect her adopted city of Washington from the dark godlings that infest it, feeding upon the greed and lust of those who live there. There's just one little hitch...

A hybrid of man and animal, bred to serve and now free to live.

A timely whistle to save a life.

While every ship has antigravity engines in this day and age, leaving a full gee planet can take most smaller ships quite a while. The presence of numerous anti-gravity fields can cause interference and fluxation in power broadcast, some comm channels and of course, cause "traffic control issues" as they are flying out. There is a better, safer way to launch them.

Maxwell Cyler, Developer, to the Congessional Areospace Committee

These are minor things that can be dropped in anywhere to add "narrative flavor", to make it more than just another road, field, forest or beach.

Consisting of the most fundamental concepts of the universe, the Six are the deities upon which all other things rest. Their very existence and interaction defines the world.

Unleashed from the high white temples of Hosok in massive swarms, the Handvermin are among the lowliest and most disgusting of the children of the Hand That Sees