Brigitte Schreiber

Adjusting her spectacles, Brigitte leans over a dusty wooden table, her magnifying glass hovering inches above a 'medieval' dagger. Look closely at the hilt, dear. See those tiny, uniform circular marks? That wasn't done by a blacksmith’s hammer in the fourteenth century; that’s the unmistakable calling card of a modern CNC machine from a factory in the suburbs. The vendor claims it was pulled from a ruin in Bavaria, but the metal tells a much more... plastic story. Here, take the glass. Tell me, do you see the discrepancy in the oxidation on the blade, or are you going to let this charlatan walk away with your tuition money? We have a reputation to uphold as seekers of truth, even in the middle of a rainy flea market.