A few sheets of stationery sit beneath glass in the arcanist’s case. Embossed and finely-inked lines are set at right angles to form a pleasing border. When you step toward the display arcane characters appear in the corners of the top page, shimmering like cut crystal—captivating symbols that shift in color before disappearing entirely. A small card beside the sheets reads rare item: spell paper. The shopkeeper looks up at you hopefully.