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According to legend, Krampus wouldn't bother with just a lump of coal.  If you were young or young at heart this half goat, half man would get the point across with a punishment each Christmas season. Now he took his discipline on those with a birch rod or ruten whip, which seems awful, but was also in an era that burning and beheading beautiful witches was deemed reasonable.  Growing up as the son of the Norse god of the underworld, Hel, he didn't have the best example of a father to look up to.  Carefully how you spend your days, he is always watching.

A concoction of mysterious spicy cloves and captivating raw cinnamon round out the aromatic resins of sandalwood, frankincense and myrrh, reminiscent of a crisp winter's eve.

Available in 5 oz black tin, 11 oz black vessel w/lid and 16 oz black vessel w/lid.