Christian
“You know Christian, this particular pigment’s scent reminds me of something,” Rich stated, and Christian turned to look at him just as he pulled the stopped from the vial, and the man’s head snapped back and his beast snarled as he breathed it in properly, trying to find out where it came from, and the full acrid pungent scent hit him.
“Hmm, I wouldn’t have advised opening that. I think it’s from the Altac Region,” he half smiled as he watched his Beta put the stopper back into the vial. “Used for tattooing their tribes, it doesn’t need to pierce the skin, just be left on it for a few minutes, I believe.”
“Ah, that’s what I smell, the Altac Volcano itself, that’s why it’s so pungent.” Rich nodded and put it back. He saw his Beta check his hands for any of the powder being on
