My sweet boy - you reek of rotting flesh!! If you caught me on a worse day I would have tossed you into the Sacred Flame!!
Alas, I am a Hydromancer and I shall conjure a cleansing liquid to rid you of such stench.
We have an epic journey at sea that awaits us. If this level of filth returns, well you may have to call the ocean home...
In honor of this cleansing ritual - a brief song.
My sweet kitten
Who we call Ghost
Smells worse than aged gouda
Spread on burnt toast
I shall conjure this liquid
though never again
You're a filthy feline
But true best friend
Entered by: 0xD615…2A92 and preserved on chain (see transaction)