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Baysayus walls up to the carvings and studies them.

Knowledge Religion - Artist: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26
Knowledge Religion - Farmer: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13
Knowledge Religion - Fisherman: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18
Knowledge Religion - Tailor: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12

After studying the carvings he says, "I recognize the carvings here of the artist and the fisherman," gesturing to the carvings as he named them.

"This one depicts Aroden as The Artist. He is shown painting murals on the walls of impressive buildings associated with Aroden. He painted the city of Absalom with beautiful colors so that it might awe all who visited."

"As for the other two, I haven't come across their like in my studies, so I can't relay their meaning."

Baysayus pulls out another bolt and reloads his crossbow.

Basayus moves 5 feet towards the creatures and then takes aim with his heavy crossbow and fires.

hit: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6
damage: 1d10 ⇒ 3

Bassayus looks up from his notes and books and replays the conversation in his head. Crap, did someone ask me something or say something I was supposed to respond to... Oh yes.

"I grew up as an orphan on the streets of the Precipice Quarter here in Absalom until a headmaster of a local boarding school caught me trying to swindle some tourists. He found a place for me in his school and I found that I had a propensity for studying, reading, and the arcane arts. After graduating from the boarding school I continued studying until I applied to join the Dark Archive so I could study the rare artifacts and items in their collection."

Knowledge (Nature): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14
Knowledge (Local): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15
Untrained Knowledge (Geography): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

Basayus turns and nods to Ansha, Janira, Theodric, and Kame in turn and says, "Umm.. Thanks for the umm, warm welcome."

He then pulls out some paper and pen to take notes as he tries to recall what he knows of the area and it's inhabitants.

Basayus looks down at his invite and then finally noticed that dawn was closer than he thought.

I must be running late again...

As he wanders the streets looking for the Pig’s Paunch he muses to himself, "the roads in this city really could use a better system of organization or naming convention. I wonder what the city planners were thinking... If they were to use the... Wait whats that sign I just walked passed... "

He then realized that he had walked passed a sign so faded as to barely be recognizable of a large pig standing on its hind legs.

This must be there place

Basayus walks in and surveys the room. He notices a group sitting at a table and figures they are the only ones who he could be here to meet. He takes a seat at the table ands introduces himself.

"Hello, sorry for my late arrival. I got lost looking for this..." he slowly glances around the room, "...establishment. My name is Basayus Thundersong, Arcanist Extraordinaire."