Out of Character:
Please note that you are bidding for the steel short sword Dirge, Gift of the End. The disclaimer that comes with this weapon is stated in the character profile linked, as well as an outline of the enchantments upon it. This auction ends in (roughly) 48 hours. Please keep all posts in character. This thread will be submitted for a "No Judgement" option when it is finished.
The Spectral Auctioneer did not actually look like a ghost. While he was certainly pale, his hands wrapped around the gavel with strength, his eyes bright and sharp despite the salt and pepper of his hair, the length of his beard, and the richness of his robes. His features were as sharp as the short sword behind him, from his hooked nose to the grimace on his face. Somehow beneath all this, there was an aura that radiated from him of danger and protection. The fact that the sword, plain if not for the fine leather that wrapped the hilt, hovered in midair behind him told of the taste of magic in the air. The podium itself that he stood at was lock and key, with an invisible shield about it that had been deflecting would be thieves for centuries. It was the length of the Auctioneer's reign that gave grit to the rumors that he was nothing more than a phantom. Yet everything he'd sold was real, every artifact as tangible and terrible as he promised. He only ever sold one thing at a time, and today it was this blade.
"Dirge, Gift of the End!" he called out, his voice rich with honey and the gravel of the grave. "This enchanted blade conjures the heat of fire. No finer steel blade will you find than this today, and it has had remarkably few wielders. Do we start the bidding at 20 gold? Do I hear 20?"