FRAGRANCE FAMILY	SUBFAMILY	SECONDARY
Fresh	Water	Cold Resin

“I am a witch hunter and you are a witch. You are my prisoner.”

Cold hits first, clean and uncompromising, the kind that makes every breath deliberate. This scent is rigid and watchful, shaped by discipline, loyalty, and a world where survival is learned early and enforced often. Matthias Helvar carries that severity openly, even when it costs him.

Drüskelle Furs – Animalic and heavy, worn against the cold. Duty and identity, protection earned through obedience and belief.

Winter Ice – Sharp and mineral, biting at the edges. Harsh truths and endurance, a landscape that allows no softness.

Fjerdan Pine – Resinous and green, dense with sap. Homeland and conviction, roots sunk deep into frozen ground.

Juniper – Crisp and aromatic, cutting through the cold. Clarity and resolve, judgment sharpened by experience.

When it settles, there is the quiet of snow underfoot and breath fogging the air, the weight of a fur cloak on your shoulders, and the sense of a man standing firm in a world that taught him there was no other way to survive.

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