In Kanohi, structure replaces certainty. Roads are mapped, ledgers kept, and duties recorded—but beneath the surface, power moves in silence. Here, a signature may shape a town’s future, a missing seal might unravel a family’s legacy, and forgetting is never accidental. It is a land where precision is protection, where trust is earned in ink, and where every quiet decision leaves a trace. What stories would you find between the lines of a forgotten contract? How much truth hides in the margins of a report no one dares to read?

In Väruld, magic is rare and boundless. Only a few can wield it, and for them, the only limit is their strength—but every spell must be balanced, or the consequences will ripple through the land. Time flows differently here. A single orbit of Väruld’s sun takes 300 Earth-years, and there are no 'years' as we know them. Life is lived by the rhythms of nature—by seasons, cycles, and stories passed down through generations. How would you mark your age in such a world? What would a journal look like without a calendar?

With 10 adventure hooks.