Knowledge Nobility: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (5) - 1 = 4
"The Blackrose!" Justice snaps his fingers at Oiur. "Of course I've heard of them! The Black Cross is an esteemed err... party here in Absalom! Truly deserving of our respect, no doubt." Justice chuckles, making little attempt to hide his ignorance.
Knowledge Local: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (15) - 2 = 13
At Oiur's mention of the museum he pipes up, "I've actually been through the museum before, chasing a wretched villain through Wise District. I thought I had him cornered when he ran into the tiny building, but don't be fooled! The inside of the museum is much larger than its deceptively small outward appearance." Justice makes an elaborate motion with his hands, an exaggerated gesture of storytelling. "It took me an age to find him disguised as one of the exhibits amongst its many halls!"
Knowledge Local: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (6) - 2 = 4
He continues with a laugh, his hands firmly on his hips. "As for this Nigel bloke, I've never heard of him!" He slaps an endearing hand on the back of Oiur, hard enough to give them a solid push. "My thanks for the briefing comrade, your fount of knowledge truly runs deep! I am honored to call you my ally! With a mind as sharp as your own, we'll outwit any evils in our way!"
Justice turns to face the newcomer, his warm smile greeting Alphonze. "What's this, another sword amongst our ranks! Will our blessings never cease?" The eccentric knight reaches out, taking the young man hand in a firm handshake.
