SOLAS

Cold air and pale florals slip in first, distant and watchful, like someone who has already weighed the consequences before speaking. This blend feels introspective, ancient, and quietly stubborn, which suits Solas without needing to mention Fade or wolf.

Elderflower – Light and floral with a ghost of sweetness. Curiosity held at arm’s length, and a gentleness that rarely survives scrutiny.

Blue Sage – Herbal and cool. Wisdom spoken softly, wards drawn in dust, and a mind that refuses to stop questioning.

Frost – Clean and cutting. Winter mornings, stone hallways, and the chill of someone who stands apart even when they cares deeply.

Redwood – Dry and resinous, steady beneath the cold. Old forests, old gods, and convictions rooted too deeply to dig out.

As it settles, there is the sense of quiet footsteps on snow, a fire burning low, and a man who already knows how the story ends, yet still chooses to walk through it.