"If they were so well-documented, they'd let me sell them on the black market to pay for some legitimate livingables, but nooooooo... daffy elf doesn't have anything approaching legal documentation of trouser-infamy, which is needed nowadays to get anything more than mere market value. I mean, he kept track of his precious chunk of hollow, vibrating wood and he doesn't give two whits as to everyone else's in regards to his Khakis of Concealment, enchanted to drop +3? Psh."