A few minutes later, the auctioneer pulls a small wooden stick out of his clothes and raises it high for everyone to see. It's quite unspectacular, really, unlike his accompanying words.
“Behold the power! With this mighty weapon, you will strike fear into the hearts of your enemies! I have seen it done with my own eyes!”
The reaction of the crowd is probably not what the man was expecting, on the other hand, the item is not what most of the crowd have been expecting either, most likely, judging from their rough manners. There is some cheering and some applause, but much booing as well. Some groups turn away from the center, apparantly having seen enough for now, but most still stay around. It's not like there is much happening else around here.
“Yes, it's a weapon you fools. A magical weapon, which only the masters of the mind can hope to wrench its awesome power from. But enough of that... let the auction begin. I'm asking for an entry bid of one thousand gold pieces for this item. Who will be the first?”
Immediately a few hands rise and the price goes up to over three thousand in no time.