This spell is in the Air's Constant Flow spell chain and can be found in the Air's Constant Flow rune stone.
Scent of Roses taught the aeromancer that whatever rides on the air a target breathes can be turned to suit whoever's shaping it - sweet dreams undone, or given back. Such is fitting for the mischievous, playful minded aeromancer. But when angered is when an aeromancer stops playing and becomes a force to be feared. Tornadoes are feared for a reason, and when the aeromancer casts Wisps of Death, the aeromancer takes on the worst outcome of the Tornado - the death it leaves behind. Wisps of Death in practice is not far removed from Scent of Roses. It is the same trick with none of the playfulness left in it at all. Some threats don't leave room for mischief, and the aeromancer, however much they'd rather this never needed learning, has learned it anyway.
There's no gas cloud to see coming, no scent to notice and flee from - so long as the target stands within six spaces of the aeromancer when the spell takes hold, the poison doesn't fill the air around them, it becomes part of the air already inside them, mixed into every breath they draw from that moment on. For three rounds it works quietly through their system, dealing 1d8 poison damage to their Vitality each round, before the body simply gives out and the target collapses. What follows isn't recovery. It's a countdown - three more rounds in that unconscious state before death arrives at the end of the sixth round overall. There is no outrunning it. The poison is in the target's own air now, not the space around them, and it follows wherever they go - no cleansing, no antidote, nothing pulled free reaches it. The only mercy left is circumstantial: end the fight, or end the aeromancer who cast it, and the poison ends with them.
It isn't a spell the aeromancer reaches for lightly, and it shows in how little of themselves they leave in it - no cleverness, no flourish, nothing playful at all. Just the quiet, grim understanding that some fights call for something that doesn't miss- and a reminder to everyone else never to anger the Tornado.
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