Very intimidating locale. Keystone thought it best to adopt his Business Voice and professional mannerisms for the occasion. Respectful, assertive, and well-postured; aware of his surroundings. He entered the enclave with perceptive eyes and a grim set to his wide jaw. Approaching the desk of the unremarkable grey skinned man, he politely cleared his throat to announce his presence. 

"Afternoon, sir. I'm interested in speaking with someone on the subject of Necromancy." The last word was somewhat enunciated, reflecting the infrequency with which he spoke on the subject. He produced the two scrolls from his pack, and set them down gingerly "I am also keen on making a sale, scrolls. Finances permitting, an appraisal as well. With whom should I direct my inquiry?"

He stood tall, with a polite but neutral expression, hands clasped in front.