Woody

Nagarmotha smells like walking through an ancient temple after incense has burned down to ash—earthy, warm, and deeply grounding. Imagine wet soil after monsoon rain mixed with subtle spice and a whisper of something resinous. There's a faint sweetness underneath, almost like dried grass warmed by sun. It's not floral or fresh; it's the smell of deep earth, aged wood, and quiet meditation. Slightly bitter, never sharp—more like the scent clinging to your hands after handling sandalwood beads.

Fresh

Orcanox smells like a crystalline burst of fresh ocean air mixed with subtle woody undertones—imagine standing on a windswept coastal cliff where salt spray mingles with sun-warmed driftwood. It's simultaneously aqueous and slightly mineral, with a clean, almost ozonic quality reminiscent of ozone after a thunderstorm. There's a hint of aldehydic sparkle that makes it feel effervescent and modern, rather than purely natural. It's refreshing without being citrus-sharp, and it carries an almost ionised, electromagnetic freshness that feels contemporary and slightly ethereal.