In an unassuming corner, an equally inconspicuous door is hidden from view within the shadow of a tall, well-used bookcase. Upon entering the room, you are hit with an immense feeling of protection- the walls are thick and absorb almost all the sound in the room, the lighting is relatively dim (which makes the table sitting in the middle of the room almost invisible,) and the floor is covered with a thick wool carpet, which your shoes sink into. Despite the generally cozy a space like this would provide in any other context, the mysterious energy radiating from the table makes everything seem eerier.

Approaching the table, you see only a few random items, and a note. As you pick up the note, it reads:
"Howdy! If you're reading this, you've found my secret trading vault. Congratulations!"
"If you would like one of the items before you, please go on and take it- so long as you leave me something nice in return ;] ~Ray T."