((Timezones everybody. What wonderful things))

Rilr stood at on of the stalls in town. Three of the four pendants in front of him and the fourth in his hand, he'd been able to find a charms master and found it was just a simple enchantment to open certain doors. The thing was Rilr had picked the amulet up in the first or second room of those ruins - how had he missed any secret doors? Either way hew as rather confident he could sell it since his magic made it especially easy to get through hidden passages. He held it up, "How much for all four?" he asked the vendor.
"10,000 Jewels" he replied. 10,000? The magic amulet was worth at least 15,000 on this man must have him for a fool.
"Make it 20,000. This Amulet won't just open any door you know." Rilr replied motioning to his enchanted amulet, "otherwise you can shove your 10,000 jewels where the sun doesn't shine" 
You could see the contemplation in the vendors face - as well as the shock of Rilrs last statement - for around 3 minutes before he nodded, accepting defeat. "Pleasure doing business with you." Rilr said walking away 20,000 jewels richer. He really should consider a more stable career.