User blog comment:BTR180/Pugna Arenam/@comment-28718853-20200804183409/@comment-27550231-20200805001908

The armored man leaned back in this throne, dwarfing him in comparison to it's giant wooden frame.

"Unfortunately you have failed my friend. While air is fresh and does come from trees it is not the most precious to me. Your second guess went against the riddle and your first choice... while you were close you were not correct. The answer?"

"My daughter... Ne'zon the shoggoth. She is the most precious thing to me and budded off of her mother when she was born. The reason she smelled of lavander, cherry and rose buds is because they were her favorite snacks."