Port Royal Trading Post - Antiques — Local services in Port Royal

Old Silas had always been a creature of habit, and his most fervent habit was attending the local antique auction every Saturday. He loved the thrill of the hunt, the possibility of finding a hidden gem. But lately, the thrill had turned into something more sinister.

Silas had noticed that the items at the auction seemed to have a life of their own. A chipped porcelain doll would swivel its vacant eyes to follow him, a tarnished silver teapot would whistle as if in warning. Yet, he kept going, drawn by an inexplicable force that whispered of forgotten stories.

This Saturday, as Silas cautiously approached the auctioneer's podium, a heavy oak grandfather clock with a cracked face began to tick loudly, the hands spinning wildly. The room seemed to tilt, and the air crackled with a strange energy. Silas felt a cold dread creep into his bones, but he was frozen, his feet rooted to the spot.

The auctioneer, a man with a greasy smile, announced, "Now, up for grabs, a truly unique antique - a Victorian rocking chair with a taste for company!" A mahogany rocking chair, its leather seat worn smooth, seemed to rock on its own, gliding towards Silas.

Panic seized him. He turned to run, but the room was closing in, the antiques coming alive, their shadows stretching and twisting into grotesque shapes. A chipped porcelain doll with a missing eye bounced on the floor, a vintage gramophone blared a haunting tune, and the rocking chair, with a chilling creak, seemed to beckon him closer.

Silas stumbled, his heart pounding in his chest. He burst through the heavy wooden doors, the haunted auction hall behind him, the antiques seemingly pursuing him into the night. He ran without looking back, his only thought to escape the cursed items that had become his...

Honestly, I used to shop here a lot, and I noticed that the vendor prices are getting a little ridiculous. Your can find same item on eBay for cheaper but the fun is finding.a deal. So I don’t shop here as much as I used to, but I went today to look for some uranium glasses and I actually found two that were just put out today. I bought them. I got home and I took them out of the bag, and both of them are completely shattered. Was very disappointed with the waste of money and the waste of beautiful uranium wine glasses. I did not drop these nor did I do anything to break them so I can only assume they barely touched each other with the one sheet of wrapping paper that was used and it made them shatter. See pictures if you would like. Extremely disappointed though because I just spent money on these that they now will go in the trash. I Literally just bought these less than two hours ago. What a waste of money. Please, please please make sure you are wrapping the glass more than one sheet of wrapping paper because that was all that was used on mine and clearly it wasn’t enough. I believe they both literally tapped on each other and shattered them. Very frustrating, considering these are very sought after pieces. Extremely...

Perhaps the establishment should review service dog guidelines to respect guests. My family entered the business with my mother’s 6 pound service dog, zipped up inside her dog stroller. Shortly after arrival they were asked by an employee if it was a dog in the stroller. When my mother said yes, this is my service dog, the employee VERY rudely asked to see credentials, making my mother very uncomfortable and discriminated against. This is not a legal question to ask a customer. You can only legally ask two things: 1. Is that a service dog? and 2. What service does your dog provide? — they apparently do not know this. Hopefully they will never mistreat another customer with a service dog again. Train your employees on respecting customers with disabilities and...