The Morrigan

Scent Notes: Burnt amber, vanilla, dried fruit, ancient forests, moss, peat smoke, and forged steel.

They can't see her, the men, but they feel her. She wanders through the battlefield, touching the heart of one man to give him courage, softening the pain of another man as he dies. She is not playing favorites, this is fate. She is merely here to ease these men's journey to their destinies, either as triumphant heroes of battle, or as forgotten names lost in the wind of history. It's hard work, doling out men's fates, but someone has to do it and the whole Deity Worship thing is nice. They offer her all manner of food, drink, trinkets, and in the most heartfelt cases, their favorite livestock and jewelry. Despite what they might think though, it's less about what is offered than the sentiment from which it is offered. She prefers the meager chicken of a peasant who just wants to see another sunrise to a King who slaughters 30 bulls to ask for more land. But they all call to her, and she comes to them in just the moment when they need her the most, either to die in peace, or to land a victory. She looks into the future of war and sees a world of men who have forgotten her, and feels dread for their souls. Who will carry out their fates when she is gone?

Note: Beth, who has blended some of our most popular fragrances, also has a scent named Crux in her shop, Overmorrow, though these scents are very different takes on. the same concept! Click here to shop her version. If the link doesn't work, it's because the shop is currently offline and closed to orders. The link will only work when the shop is up and running, so try again in the future!