Perfume Cookbook Elden Ring Novels & Stories

She thanked him when Augustus went to the closet and took out a perfume from the cabinet. He came towards Eliana and handed her the bottle. “Am I smelling?” Eliana with a raised brow said. “No.” Augustus chuckled upon hearing her question. “A perfume is like a jewel, I believe. I just want to wear this fragrance. You will like it.” Getting no response from Eliana he thought to take it back. “It’s fine if you don’t want to wear it,” he said and forwarded his hand when Eliana told him she would. She sprayed it over her wrist and brought it near her nose.

, Edin said looking at her. "You're always welcome", Erica said smiling. "What's the name of your cologne, I really like the scent", she said inhaling the scent. "Oh thanks, it's Black Emotion", he said with pride. "How much does it cost?", she asked again. "100 euro", he said. "That's quite expensive, anyway I will try and get it because I have fallen in love with it", she said laughing. "It's mostly for male while don't you buy Loveliness, it is the cologne Kira likes because I got it for her and I think you will like it too", he said remembering how I thanked him for it.

It was a sea blue coloured, long but fancy ball gown which had an opening that ran down to her cleavage, and white sparkling shines which made it look dazzling. "I look like a princess," she chuckled as she bowed before them. "You are more than a princess dear," Helen said before spraying her with a scented perfume and wearing on her wrist blue bangles which were decorated with white glittering stones and they covered her injured wrist pretty good. "What perfume is that?" "It's a werewolf perfume, It is capable of concealing your identity." "Let's start going," Helen announced and they all began to move but stopped when Annabelle stopped moving.

If there was a potion that could create a mark, perhaps it was in here. “Ok, don’t be too slow!” Camila called, grumpily. I had caused her favorite brother to be expelled from the pack, so she had been more than a little cold towards me lately. I flipped through the potion grimoire in a panic. Slow minutes ticked by. I was definitely going to be late. Finally I found it! There, in a section focusing on Charms and Illusions, there was a recipe for something called the ‘Indelible Brand’. I rapidly skimmed over the ingredients. Some of these were pretty hard to find.

"You're disgusting. Making a smell like that into perfume." I threw the bottle at Sharon. "It was Sharon who gave me this bottle of perfume. I've lost my sense of smell. Not many people know about this, but Sharon knew. "She gave me this bottle of weird perfume, telling me how much it suits me. She told me to spray some on myself during the wedding, saying that it was a respect to Rachel. I sprayed some on me, then she sent a message to Rachel saying that I seduced her husband. "My best friend called me a tramp. The next day, Sharon did the same thing again, causing me to lose my job and my boyfriend.

Elder Verna sighed and took out a moonlight crystal. “Evelyn left this. Open it and take a look.” With trembling hands, I opened the crystal. Inside was a video of Evelyn blending a fragrance. The video was incredibly detailed; every ingredient and step in the perfume-making process was crystal clear. The corners of her mouth held that familiar smile, her eyes sparkling with anticipation for our anniversary. “Darling, I blended this perfume specially for our anniversary. Close your eyes, and it will bring back the happy moments with your true love.”

Tracing my finger down the page, I found the section on aromatic herbs. The plants I was looking for were about halfway through the section. Two of them, both known for enhancing a wolf’s natural scent. Commonly used in fertility elixirs, making a mates’ scent more potent to allow two wolves to have an easier time mating. It was risky. But the plants were abundant in this region, and the book outlined exactly how to distill them into a subtle but effective perfume.

I smiled warmly at her, leaning back in the armchair while sipping my tea. When she had found the item she was looking for, she presented me proudly with an old, leatherbound book. The pages smelled of parchment and herbs, reminding me of the ancient books in the Royal library. “It’s my gift to you, Pernwél.” She said and I thanked her with a hug. I opened the book and skimmed over the pages full with recipes of the Werewolf community from over the ages. Salves, bandages and other healing ingredients were described. “It has room in the back, so you can note down your own spells and findings as you progress.” Grandma Rose smiled lovingly.

Even the dark-dragon elixir took a lot out of him to produce, however in this case, what Zephyr mentioned was far more important to Edgar. As long as one had the ingredients and power, one could make anything. However, learning recipes was much more different. The better the medicine, the rarer the recipe. Edgar only had the recipe for one six-starred elixir  — the dark-dragon elixir. Therefore, the rarity and value of recipes could be made. For Zephyr to so dismissively brush his knowledge of them off, was telling of the power he held. “It’s just a six-starred medicine… there’s nothing to it!” Zephyr said dismissively.

She smoothed her features into the neutral, intimidating mask of Elyra, the mysterious healer. She stepped into the Junction, where the air was thick with the smell of coal smoke, stale ale, and the nervous sweat of shifters trying to pass as human. She needed three things to put her plan into action: a strong new scent, a visible threat, and a lasting, confusing legend. Elara bought a large pouch of coarse tobacco and cheap, pungent perfume from a traveling merchant. These smells would overpower Kael's sensitive Alpha nose. The perfume, infused with synthetic musk, was completely foreign to the mountains.