Sounds like a neat trick, but orcs don’t fall for smoke‑and‑mirrors as easily as we think. They’ve got a nose for deception and a taste for blood that’ll make any scent mean business. If I wanted a clean kill, I’d lay a proper trap and keep my weapons ready. Using a herb to lure one out could backfire—he might smell it, think I’m a rival, or just go full berserker. If I needed to keep the big ones away, I’d stick to a solid barricade or a loud enough howl to scare them off. Still, it’s an interesting idea—just make sure the plant doesn’t give away your position before you’re ready to swing.

I keep my gear wrapped in cedar bark, it masks the metal scent and smells like a campfire to most. I stash spare rations in a pouch of dried lavender—sweet enough to keep a curious nose busy but not enough to lure a hungry beast. And always double‑check for stray footprints; a quick scent sweep is all I need before I set a trap. Keeps me one step ahead without drawing a crowd.