Nodding once, a mother's kindness in Her ancient voice, Lisaera, the Hallowed Crone says to you, "And I will watch you well, little one. I admire your courage.”
Silver crystals form in the ethereal haze of the storm glass amulet, twisting and writhing like trapped smoke, until distinct words that only you can read solidify in the cup of the chalice, "Your strength is potent and you are wise, Torgaddon, but remember to use your might to shield the weaker ones of the Serenwilde. They will need people like you to keep them safe. I watch with pride, My child."
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Honey.
Blue-flames (whatever Flames of Glinshari and the dae'Seren Flame smells like!)
Smells like sweetthings she's been cooking.
Silence(how does silence have a smell? I'm not telling!)
Locusts
Big Cats
Crows
1. Napalm
2. Victory?
Probably just wine or whiskey though depending on mood
Tonight amidst the mountaintops
And endless starless night
Singing how the wind was lost
Before an earthly flight
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An assortment of forest herbs
Whatever deer smell like, from riding on top of one half the time
Silver crystals form in the ethereal haze of the storm glass amulet, twisting and writhing like trapped smoke, until distinct words that only you can read solidify in the cup of the chalice, "Your strength is potent and you are wise, Torgaddon, but remember to use your might to shield the weaker ones of the Serenwilde. They will need people like you to keep them safe. I watch with pride, My child."