Arcana Wildcraft
Knights Templar Perfume
Knights Templar Perfume
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Knights Templar: (NEW) One of the most fascinating and misunderstood secret societies, the Templars were disbanded by Papal edict in 1312. Perfectly aged patchouli, blond woods, church incense, soft wool, delicate moss, and warm, radiant cedarwood.
A dark, incensey patchouli. Limited edition.
Parfums (concentrated perfume oils) are offered in 5 ml amber glass apothecary bottles and 1.25 ml amber glass sample vials. EDPs (spray perfumes diluted in alcohol) are offered in 10 ml and 30 ml glass atomizer bottles.
Indie, handmade, vegan, cruelty free.
Safety Note: All of our perfumes are free of phthalates, parabens, sulfates, endocrine disruptors, preservatives, and silicones.
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Cozy and peaceful with the lightest hint of smoke. This one's a masterpiece. Kind of clean girl energy if said girl was melancholy and liked to be left alone. A new incense perfume favorite. Not at all choke-y, like some heavier incense scents. This is a good work fragrance, not too weird, beautifully done
John Willie fetish illustration. Chained boots, exaggerated heels, high-contrast drama. Patchouli leading, dark earthy command, resinous weight. Cedar following, clean wood, crisp structure. Musk as polished leather bands, warm metal on skin, restraint as ornamentation. Patchouli's opacity directing cedar's transparency, composed control, intimate tension. Incense smoke chain links, insubstantial, immersive; a binding emblematic and allusive. Elegant constraint, sophisticated dominance, a study in control and compliance, rendered in resin and wood.
A deep, alluring scent that Arcana does best. Meditative, earthy and incredibly grounding.
woody! incensy! dark but cozy! ancient in every sense of the word! it smells like taking refuge in the stone walls of a middle-aged church, taking off your armor, and expecting it to be cold only to be met with warmth and prayer. its sleeping on church pews, waking up and feeling rested in the middle of the night, knowing whats to come but not knowing what will become of you. incense notes float across everything else beautifully. my new signature for sure as a medievalist!
Words can not describe this smell. It invokes a space, place or memory. This is my smell