With blood scattered on the battleground, mixing with dented steel and accompanied by an overhanging sun, the air fills with a familiar and distant song of scents.
Your eyes fight to adjust ahead of you, but your ears are alive with the choir of crow; beckoning. Through the fog of fatigue, you make out a figure, cloaked in feathers, atop a grim hill who stares at you, as a murder of crows circle overhead.
In this moment, you know.
The Phantom Queen.
The Phantom Queen's tale as told through bursts of warmth, smoke, flora. Scent to carry through the lore and mystery behind her grand presence.
Vanilla - Cedar - Hawthorn - Mugwort - Cinnamon, Violet - Belladonna - Dragon's Blood - Obsidian