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Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab
home fragrance

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Handmade Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab Home Fragrance

The Trading Post is proud to introduce the first in our home fragrance line: Atmospheric Room and Linen Sprays. Use these sprays to establish a distinctive ambiance in your living spaces. Each spray possesses a unique essence, dedicated to a specific type of location. Turn your bedroom into a bordello, your rec room into a dungeon, or your library into the Queen's Croquet Ground with a few quick schpritzes!

The scents were created by Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab for the Trading Post. These sprays are generously scented with copious amounts of Black Phoenix perfume oil and disperse beautifully. A little goes a long way.

Labels printed on an Earth-friendly corn biopolymer.

The Black Phoenix Partnership does not test on animals. We test on friends and family, and on the linens of friends and family!

2ml spray samples of the Atmospheric Sprays (Goblin Squirts!) are available for $4 a pop! Metamorphisis and the District Atmosphere Sprays are not available as a Goblin Squirt.

We are phasing out the 8oz room sprays, so only the Queen's Croquet Ground, Cathouse, and Down the Rabbit Hole will be offered in that size. All of the GC sprays are available in 4oz bottles, and in Goblin Squirt form!


room spray
$23 per 4oz Little Squirt Spray Bottle
$40 per 8oz Big Squirt Spray Bottle

ALCHEMICAL LABORATORY
And yet surely to alchemy this right is due, that it may be compared to the husbandman whereof Æsop makes the fable, that when he died he told his sons that he had left unto them gold buried under the ground in his vineyard: and they digged over the ground, gold they found none, but by reason of their stirring and digging the mould about the roots of their vines, they had a great vintage the year following: so assuredly the search and stir to make gold hath brought to light a great number of good and fruitful inventions and experiments, as well for the disclosing of nature as for the use of man's life.
-- Sir Francis Bacon


Frankincense, benzoin, opoponax, rose geranium, daemonorops, and cinnabar accord.
.4oz spray.
.goblin squirt.
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CATHOUSE
A nineteenth century Southern bordello: magnolia, jasmine, honey musk, tobacco, vanilla bean, bourbon vanilla, and Spanish moss.
.4oz spray.
.8oz spray.
.goblin squirt.
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DOC CONSTANTINE'S MEDICINE SHOW
Cures what ails ye!

Polished wood, olibanum, questionable medicinal herbs, sarsaparilla, and a splash of bay rum.
.4oz spray.
.goblin squirt.
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DOWN THE RABBIT HOLE
Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her and to wonder what was going to happen next. First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything; then she looked at the sides of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and book-shelves; here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs. She took down a jar from one of the shelves as she passed; it was labelled `ORANGE MARMALADE', but to her great disappointment it was empty: she did not like to drop the jar for fear of killing somebody, so managed to put it into one of the cupboards as she fell past it.

Daisies and dirt with a hint of orange marmalade, dry leaves, and crunchy old sticks.
.4oz spray.
.8oz spray.
.goblin squirt.
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EREBOS
Thus saying, from her side the fatal Key,
Sad instrument of all our woe, she took;
And towards the Gate rouling her bestial train,
Forthwith the huge Porcullis high up drew,
Which but her self not all the STYGIAN powers
Could once have mov'd; then in the key-hole turns
Th' intricate wards, and every Bolt and Bar
Of massie Iron or sollid Rock with ease
Unfast'ns: on a sudden op'n flie
With impetuous recoile and jarring sound
Th' infernal dores, and on thir hinges great
Harsh Thunder, that the lowest bottom shook
Of EREBUS. She op'nd, but to shut
Excel'd her power; the Gates wide op'n stood,
That with extended wings a Bannerd Host
Under spread Ensigns marching might pass through
With Horse and Chariots rankt in loose array;
So wide they stood, and like a Furnace mouth
Cast forth redounding smoak and ruddy flame.
Before thir eyes in sudden view appear
The secrets of the hoarie deep, a dark
Illimitable Ocean without bound,
Without dimension, where length, breadth, and highth,
And time and place are lost; where eldest Night
And CHAOS, Ancestors of Nature, hold
Eternal ANARCHIE, amidst the noise
Of endless warrs and by confusion stand.

Solace in darkness, the personification of shadow: lavender, black vanilla, white melon, night-blooming jasmine, rose, cedar, cyclamen, violet, and hyacinth.
.4oz spray.
.goblin squirt.
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THE FAINTING COUCH
Lush velvet cushions and prim tea rose, a splash of rose water on a lace doily, strong black tea, a whiff of pomander, and an orris root sachet.
.4oz spray.
.goblin squirt.
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OKIYA
Cherry blossom, green tea, and sake.
.4oz spray.
.goblin squirt.
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THE QUEEN'S CROQUET GROUND
`Are their heads off?' shouted the Queen.
`Their heads are gone, if it please your Majesty!' the soldiers shouted in reply.
`That's right!' shouted the Queen. `Can you play croquet?'
The soldiers were silent, and looked at Alice, as the question was evidently meant for her.
`Yes!' shouted Alice.
`Come on, then!' roared the Queen, and Alice joined the procession, wondering very much what would happen next.


Green grass and red roses.
.4oz spray.
.8oz spray.
.goblin squirt.
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SALOON #10
Nuttal & Mann's Saloon No. 10, Deadwood, Black Hills, Dakota Territory: sweaty leather, chewing tobacco, and Red Eye.
.4oz spray.
.goblin squirt.
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EXOTIC BAZAAR
Nepalese amber, white sandalwood, black peppercorn, ambrette seed, neroli, coconut sugar, cardamom pods, ginger, fennel, bitter almond, liquorice root, henna, copaiba balsam, and spikenard.
.4oz spray.
.goblin squirt.
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FAE FOREST
Mist-shrouded woods: Siberian fir needles, white pine bark, aspen leaf, wild lily, bergamot, wood violet, thimbleberry, sun-star, golden bell, snowdrop, heartsease, and bloodroot.
.4oz spray.
.goblin squirt.
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LICH'S LABORATORY
Hissing vials of acid, swirls of thick incense, creeping mosses, flecks of grave loam, and noxious potions clutter the blackened stone biers of an abandoned burial vault.
.4oz spray.
.goblin squirt.
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THE TRACKLESS ERG
The merciless sun pounds on a sea of endless, wind-battered sand: desolate, lifeless, silent, and without end.
.4oz spray.
.goblin squirt.
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UNSPEAKABLY EVIL TEMPLE
A profane blend of opoponax, galangal root, dried mosses, wormwood accord, sandarac, frankincense, myrrh, and black copal.
.4oz spray.
.goblin squirt.
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WERERAT-INFESTED SEWER
Moist, moss-crusted stone, stagnant, silty wastewater, wererat musk, and wet leather.
.4oz spray.
.goblin squirt.
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$27.50 per 4oz Bottle

GERTRUDE DIX'S
White magnolias, vanilla orchid, and a cascade of champagne.
.4oz spray.
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MAHOGANY HALL
Polished mahogany and teakwood and swirls of cigar smoke, with deep patchouli, tonka, cardamom, Spanish moss, and bourbon vanilla.
.4oz spray.
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PETE LALA'S CAFE
Dusty leather, dry cedar and fir, fresh tobacco smoke, and the scent of tucked-away gris gris bags for luck in love, potency, and virility.
.4oz spray.
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Limited Edition Our Lady of Pain Treats
$25 per 4oz Atmosphere Spray Bottle

FIERCE MIDNIGHTS AND FAMISHING MORROWS
Seven sorrows the priests give their Virgin;
But thy sins, which are seventy times seven,
Seven ages would fail thee to purge in,
And then they would haunt thee in heaven:
Fierce midnights and famishing morrows,
And the loves that complete and control
All the joys of the flesh, all the sorrows
                 That wear out the soul.


Black plum, wild lily, and tobacco.
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HOUSE OF UNQUENCHABLE FIRE
O garment not golden but gilded,
O garden where all men may dwell,
O tower not of ivory, but builded
By hands that reach heaven from hell;
O mystical rose of the mire,
O house not of gold but of gain,
O house of unquenchable fire,
                 Our Lady of Pain!


Glittering amber, frankincense, neroli, vanilla silk, and champaca.
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THE SHRINE WHERE SIN IS A PRAYER
I have passed from the outermost portal
To the shrine where a sin is a prayer;
What care though the service be mortal?
O our Lady of Torture, what care?
All thine the last wine that I pour is,
The last in the chalice we drain,
O fierce and luxurious Dolores,
                 Our Lady of Pain.


Deep purple Syrah, calamus, myrrh smoke, hyssop, opoponax, bitter clove, burgundy pitch, opium poppy, and violet leaf.
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Limited Edition Yule 2012
$25 per 4oz Atmosphere Spray Bottle

SNOW BUNNY
Not so spooky, right? Here's to finally being able to hit the slopes again! Soft white powder snow with a touch of youthful girlie perfume.
.4oz spray.
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Miskatonic Valley Yuletide Faire
$25 per 4oz Atmosphere Spray Bottle

THE MISKATONIC VALLEY YULETIDE FAIRE
Ancient snow-dusted oaks, oozing pine pitch, ceremonial mulled wine, wafts of incense, dry leaves, warm cookies, a spatter of blood, and hot cocoa with wee little marshmallows.
.4oz spray.
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CHESTNUTS ROASTING ON AN OPEN PYRE
A holiday tradition! The festive scent of chestnuts being roasted on Arkham's neighborhood sacrificial pyre: chestnuts, sweet incense, smoldering oak and cedar logs, evocation herbs, and a hint of brown sugar.
.4oz spray.
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Limited Edition Gentleman's Directory
$25 per 4oz Atmosphere Spray Bottle

MRS. PALMER'S ESTABLISHMENT ATMOSPHERE SPRAY
The house No. 112 Spring street is kept by Mrs. Palmer. It is a low establishment, and frequented only by the lagends of the community.

Aged patchouli, sweet tobacco, oakmoss, leather, and barrel-aged bourbon vanilla.
.4oz spray.
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Limited Edition Halloween Treats
$25 per 4oz Halloween Spray Bottle

APPLE ORCHARD
My long two-pointed ladder's sticking through a tree
Toward heaven still,
And there's a barrel that I didn't fill
Beside it, and there may be two or three
Apples I didn't pick upon some bough.
But I am done with apple-picking now.
Essence of winter sleep is on the night,
The scent of apples: I am drowsing off.
I cannot rub the strangeness from my sight
I got from looking through a pane of glass
I skimmed this morning from the drinking trough
And held against the world of hoary grass.
It melted, and I let it fall and break.
But I was well
Upon my way to sleep before it fell,
And I could tell
What form my dreaming was about to take.
Magnified apples appear and disappear,
Stem end and blossom end,
And every fleck of russet showing clear.
My instep arch not only keeps the ache,
It keeps the pressure of a ladder-round.
I feel the ladder sway as the boughs bend.
And I keep hearing from the cellar bin
The rumbling sound
Of load on load of apples coming in.
For I have had too much
Of apple-picking: I am overtired
Of the great harvest I myself desired.
There were ten thousand thousand fruit to touch,
Cherish in hand, lift down, and not let fall.
For all
That struck the earth,
No matter if not bruised or spiked with stubble,
Went surely to the cider-apple heap
As of no worth.
One can see what will trouble
This sleep of mine, whatever sleep it is.
Were he not gone,
The woodchuck could say whether it's like his
Long sleep, as I describe its coming on,
Or just some human sleep.

Baskets of apples, sun warmed, sit beneath tree boughs dappled with autumn light.
.4oz spray.
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OAK LEAVES AND KYPHI
Oak leaves falling through a haze of kyphi, champaca, and blackened pomegranate rind.
.4oz spray.
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SAMHAIN
Truly the scent of autumn itself -- damp woods, fir needle, and black patchouli with the gentlest touches of warm pumpkin, clove, nutmeg, allspice, sweet red apple and mullein.
.4oz spray.
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THE WITCH'S GARDEN
Hidden beneath the arms of an ancient gnarled oak sits an overgrown, weedy patch of monkshood, sacred to Hecate and brought forth from Cerberus' spittle, that is surrounded by shrieking mandragora, black nightshade, wise sage, dire hemlock, creeping ivy, and thorn apple.
.4oz spray.
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