I... Um... I sit at the end of the bar, trying my best to not be noticed, I think...

[...Wait, the hell is Rossiu doing here? Well, kinda bored, and he couldn't exactly hang around Simon... so he put those new fangled reading skills of his to the test.]

Uh... its one of these for a streetwise check, correct?

[Holding up a simple d20, Rossiu looks it over with a wary eye. He had what was called a... Cleric, he believed.]