Penhaligons Trade Routes holds many a mystery, but theres a new scent in town thats left everyone confounded. Uncommon ingredients grow tangled betwixt unlikely vegetation. Saffron and spice. Towering trees of sandal and cedar. You might call it a horticultural melting pot, of sorts.

Wonder no longer, the ships have brought new gifts home. And we couldnt possibly conceal a scent so heavenly.

Babylon is the place, and the perfume is Babylon.