Apartment

The ladies came in with the appraiser, who was an Ascended Rank Elite with a crafting specialty class.

[Remi, did you pick useless stones?] Karl asked.

[Yeah, and give him some of this grass I picked. There is too much of it here, and it's in the way.]

The appraiser bowed a full ninety degrees, while Overlord Niall chuckled at the show of deference, or more likely at Karl's discomfort around it.

"Sir, I am told that you require a conversion for some items you have obtained?"

Karl set the fistful of delicately cut gemstones and the large bundle of magical grass on the table side by side. 

"This should be enough, I think. If you can convert that to credits for me, I would like to rent an apartment and maintain a balance in my account for incidentals."

The man just stared at the pile, while Overlord Niall picked up one of the gems, a faintly magical garnet, low Ascended Rank by Karl's estimation.