[ The delight on Astarion's face as they walk into a room full to the brim of stealable items quickly fades when he realizes these items were probably left unguarded for a reason. No one's going to want to steal these, much less purchase them. It's difficult to imagine a bidding war over the Pan of Omelette Manifestation.

A little digging does, however, lead him to the new dagger he'd been requesting. He picks it up and reads off of the small notecard hanging from it: ]

'Whosoever is stabbed by this blade will be polymorphed into a sheep.'

[ Useless! With an exasperated sigh, he tosses it back in its crate. ]

This is all junk. Find me something I can pick that lock with.

[ Maybe, he reasons, they kept the good stuff under lock and key. ]