Jax approached the front desk and immediately recognized the keeper's type. The man looked exactly like one of those sleazy con artists back on Earth who would sweet-talk you into selling your kidneys and somehow make you thank them for the experience.
"Can I get these appraised?" Jax placed the boots on the counter.
The keeper flashed a smile so practiced it could have been patented. "Of course! It would be my absolute honor to assist a noble knight of the Silver Vanguard!"
He picked up the boots and the moment his fingers touched them his eyes caught the magic runes embedded into the material. The practiced smile quietly upgraded itself into a genuine one because these were worth real money.
He told Jax. "Give me five minutes." Then bowed and disappeared into the back room calling out. "Mariam! We got some good-grade items to appraise!"
