Bonus Imps (is that what frimps are? I'm assuming it's free imps)
Black Annis She carries her victims back to her cave, where she flays them alive before devouring them. She drapes their skins on her guardian oak to dry. Her skirt is fashioned from the skins of her prey, and her bed is a high-piled bed of their bones. Black Annis' perfume is a mixture of damp cave lichen and oak leaf with a hint of vetiver, civet and anise
(My mom and I were discussing Hannibal Lector less than ten minutes ago. I find this parallel disturbing.)
Dark, definitely. Mildewy, I can see that. A very, very faint almost sweetness that only comes if you breathe deep and let it hit the back of your nose. Not mildew any more, dryer, more burned.
Bon Vivant An effervescent blend of crystalline champagne notes and sweet strawberry.
And now for something completely different. Candy, so far. A specific one that I can't quite remember. ..........Pez! My arm smells like Pez
The High Priest Not to be Proscribed Monastic incense, blood musk, black leather, cypress, pimento, white pepper, and Roman chamomile.
Cypress first, then the pepper. Undertone of the musk, but everything else is laying low.
Cockaigne “The weather is always mild, the wine flows freely, sex is readily available, and all people enjoy eternal youth.” The Land of Plenty, also called Luilekkerland - the Lazy, Luscious Land: milk and honey, sweet cakes and wine. Oh hell, honey. Well, let's try it anyway.
Windmill cookie. *nods* Straight out of the bottle onto my hand, windmill cookie. heh.
(My mom and I were discussing Hannibal Lector less than ten minutes ago. I find this parallel disturbing.)
Dark, definitely. Mildewy, I can see that. A very, very faint almost sweetness that only comes if you breathe deep and let it hit the back of your nose. Not mildew any more, dryer, more burned.
Bon Vivant An effervescent blend of crystalline champagne notes and sweet strawberry.
And now for something completely different. Candy, so far. A specific one that I can't quite remember. ..........Pez! My arm smells like Pez
The High Priest Not to be Proscribed Monastic incense, blood musk, black leather, cypress, pimento, white pepper, and Roman chamomile.
Cypress first, then the pepper. Undertone of the musk, but everything else is laying low.
Cockaigne “The weather is always mild, the wine flows freely, sex is readily available, and all people enjoy eternal youth.” The Land of Plenty, also called Luilekkerland - the Lazy, Luscious Land: milk and honey, sweet cakes and wine. Oh hell, honey. Well, let's try it anyway.
Windmill cookie. *nods* Straight out of the bottle onto my hand, windmill cookie. heh.