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The first odor I came to recognize was Misk's name, and it was delightful to then discover, as I became more practiced and sensitive, that the odor was the same as his own. - (Priest-Kings of Gor, Chapter 14, Sentence #85)

And then it did not strike me as being better or worse than that of the low-grade Mul-Fungus. The longer I stayed in the Nest the more acute became my sense of smell, and it was an embarrassing revelation to me to discover how unaware I had been of these varied, rich sensory cues so abundantly available in my environment. I was given a translator by Misk and I would utter Gorean expressions into it and then wait for the translation into the language of the Priest-Kings, and in this way, after a time, I became capable of recognizing numerous meaningful odors. The first odor I came to recognize was Misk's name, and it was delightful to then discover, as I became more practiced and sensitive, that the odor was the same as his own. One of the things I did was run the translator over the red plastic tunic I had been issued and listen to the information which had been recorded on it. There was not much save my name and city, that I was a Matok under the supervision of Misk, that I had no record-scars and that I might be dangerous. I smiled at the latter caution. - (Priest-Kings of Gor)