Dragon Fire

Mood: Flames and smoke consume the town as the rampaging dragon soars above.
Smells like: Cedarwood scorched to charcoal, crushed oranges, and hot red chilis.
Scent Strength: Medium

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Scorched earth and blackened trees line the path to the massive cavern. Smoke drifts from the entrance in ghostly wisps, its fragrance warning any foolhardy enough to approach of what lies within.

Inside the cave, on a pile of gold, the great red dragon sleeps. Coins and gems make up his bed, and the bones of his enemy lie scattered about him.

A clink of coins disturbs his rest. His yellow eye snaps open, the slit narrowing. The thief will not escape.