The ogress slowly nods at the beast's words.
"It is true that certain remnants of particular fetches sometimes retain potent echoes of power, Ms. Benoit. However, it would be best to keep in mind that using such tainted magic is not without consequence. Ouroboran is the name that members of the Leaden Mirror have given to devourers, those cannibalistic fetches that have succumbed to wyrd consumption and are compelled to eat the flesh of their own kind... as well as changelings, in order to sate their unnatural hunger for glamour. I believe your own court refers to them as Charybdians, Mr. Krumm. They are abominations that are quite dangerous and should be swiftly dealt with just as one deals with any rabid creature. Although I do not see him in attendance today, you may find Mr. Swilla of the winter court overseeing security at the Blue Note on most evenings. He is rumored to be well versed in fetch lore and has a reputation for being quite zealous in his elimination of the creatures."
The skulls appear to shift and move on the fabric to try to avoid Krumm's hands and glare at him with menacing eye sockets as their jaws open and close in angered silence. Although the crimson skulls feel moist and sticky to the touch, and even glisten in the light like freshly-spilled blood, they do not leave any stains on the ogre's hand and otherwise appear to be a woven part of the hat. Regardless, Betony Rue seems to be squinting at Krumm's hands as they wantonly molest her merchandise.
"If you are interested in the scarf, it has been woven from the bountiful harvests of the season and will surround you in a pleasing aroma in addition to keeping off the chill. Many find it quite pleasant to be in the wearer's presence and may even find themselves a bit more amenable than usual. As for the sweater, it was knitted from a great bonfire which burned right here in this hollow. More than one fearsome hedge beast was consumed by the flames, as we have learned that it is best not to leave carrion for any scavengers whenever a lone briarwolf or such gets caught within the wards of the hollow. The fabric is quite tough and might even be the match for modern kevlar, if you are foolish enough to put it to the test."