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Levin glanced at it. [Appraisal: Common Steel with Silver Paint. Worth 10 copper.] He chuckled and moved on.

Levin tossed the coin, grabbed the heavy box, and walked away trying to look nonchalant. The moment he was behind a stone wall, he used a small pouch of water to wash the grime off the top piece. Levin glanced at it

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"Check this out! The finest steel from the Northern Dwarves!" a salesman shouted, holding up a gleaming sword. holding up a gleaming sword.