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Luramin's Knowledge (history): 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (10) + 10 = 20

Luramin strokes his beard as he thinks. Hmm. No, I'm sorry; I can't recall anything about why the warden's wife was at the prison--although Jorfa was around back then, so she may even remember. You know Jorfa? The dwarven smith, works at the Forge just across the way. I'd try there, if I were you.

You can see that Luramin, too, is now curious about why you are following this particular line of enquiry--but at this stage, he doesn't bring it up.

The man snakes an arm around the woman's waist, pulling her across to him.

The man shakes his head. You're crazy, woman. We can't hold onto it for that long. Too much money tied up in it.

Do you seriously think anyone here can afford it anyway? the man says.