Sir Justahl of NeoWald's page

What? Are we alive again?

Dang; it was like seeing the dead rise again seeing this in my Active Games array...

What? Are we alive again?

Is he back?
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... I guess not.

Yep, post 60 on the Recruitment tab for the most recent recruiting rules. The only thing really missing now from the four classic food groups is a skill monkey.
I want to empathize that it's not a requirement though. You guys could go All Paladin all the time and still get this adventure path done.

Well, yes we just lost a couple of people to real life in one of my Wrath of the Righteous games.
Characters are at Level 4, just crashed the second floor of the Gray Garrison citadel, clearing rooms as they go and looking for the fragment of the wardstone.
Check us out HERE...

I don't know. I kinda want to see what happens with THIS story...
And that means everybody together plus DRA.

Are we...oh.
Almost gave me a heart attack man...

Well, I figure I'll give it a full year before letting it drift off into the sunset...

November check in!

Still keeping a watchful eye out.

October check in!

Camris checking in!

Thinking maybe Ranger (Scout) or maybe WarPriest (Thor)...

Interested!

Salute!

Present!

July check in.

Wave your flag!

June check in.

Sound off!

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Yes, YOU! *points at you*

Still!

Absolutely agree.

And no activity at all in the other two (shared world) games, to the point of falling into the Inactive group...

May check in!

Sound off! *points at you*

April check in!

"Oh Nouhves, where art thou O Nouhves?"

Still here!
Good game tonight in a Wrath of the Righteous game here in Portland. Finally got above ground to Kenabres again. Looks a little different now...

Red 5 standing by!

Oh, by the way Hurin,
"You Must Gather Your Party Before Venturing Forth."
"You Must Gather Your Party Before Venturing Forth."
"You Must Gather Your Party Before Venturing Forth."

Burma Shave!

Or...

"Evil 'round every corner! Careful not to step in any."

Or...

"Boo must have his exercise, lest he bite us all in hard to reach places!"

February check in!
(High fives all of you...)

January check in!

peeking in

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Sir Justahl standing by!

Psst. Ask him if he's hiring...

Stayin' Alive!

How long does one mind meld TAKE?

Just waiting for the mind-meld to resolve.
*Clenches fist*
And then... the grasping of the ears.

*Looks at his hourglass*
OK, just a few more minutes...

It would be a simple matter for an undead to play dead...

"Huh? Shining Man, I don't know what's happening! Where's everyone going? What are we...what are we doing?"

Justahl patted her leg reassuringly.

"Hey if one of those metal tenticle things got loose down here what kind of damage you think it would do?"

Justahl shakes his head gruffly, still steamed at the scattering of the party.

Did we ever actually SEE the Baron die? Did he leave a corpse?

Then he realizes what he must sound like to Cassandra. He reaches up and pats her leg.
"Ah, sorry Cassandra."
These little delays would tax the patience of a saint.

"A Div? I don't believe I have ever heard of them. As for the guards, we're just going to..."
Sir Justahl is startled at realizing Nasmarra is just an image, and he shakes his head with exasperation as the Div vanishes.
"Gone? What does that fool woman think she's..."
Then he realizes what she must be doing and he turns abruptly to glare back up the corridor.
"Thrice-damned fool! We have NO TIME to be distracted by this! Kelne! Jorzan! If she will not come then leave her! We must press on!"
He sets to helping Hurin with the guards.

Justahl frowns and looks at the strange helm which covered the creature. The thrum of magical power ran under his fingers. Strong power. He looks back up at the creature, now standing twenty feet back of where he was.
"With due respect, but what exactly are you? I have never seen your like before. Clearly you hold much in the way of magic power to be suppressed like that."
He tosses the creepy but interesting helm to Nasmarra.
"You will have to explain what it is that you want from me. I hope you will forgive our caution, but your aura; I have never seen such a mix of Good and Evil at the same time."

Uh, who's got the wheelbarrow with Sepsiz the Imp? The one who's guts are tying up Nouhves? I really don't want to go back to get him...

Shocked by the appearance of this... creature, Justahl takes a step back. But reading the mixed aura, he stops in puzzlement. He waived the others to hold their attacks for the moment.
Then he remembers some things Cassandra said.

"In there. The man with the mouth-face is in there. He frightens me, but he needs me. He needs us, and Shining Man's horse is in there."

"Here he comes...the face-mouth man...oh, they're mad at him...they're going to put him in the cold, where he will die...oh no..."

"Cassandra," He whispered. "Is this... person somebody we are supposed to meet?"

Then addressing the creature, he nods gravely. "Hello. Can you understand me?"

Then, unable to hear over the yelling, he grabs the two confused guards, hustles them into one of the side rooms and shuts the door.

Depends on what your gaze setting is on; confused, shaken, stun, or damage. I would be immune to the Shaken condition due to my Aura of Courage, and maybe immune to the Confused condition due to my Aura of Resolve. The others, I don't know.

Justahl catches Jorzan's eye and nods at him to stand ready just in case he was wrong.
"We have no time for debate."
He reaches out and carefully pulls off the prisoner's helm.
"Who might you be?"

Sir Justahl moved out of the side room now that the danger to Cassandra seemed to have passed. He looked at the prisoner...
Knowledge:Nobility: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (16) + 9 = 25
"Who might this be? The insignia he wears seems noble, but I don't recognize it."
He looks at the prisoner using Detect Evil.

Quickly, Justahl moves to the rightside door, opens it and enters. He shifts out of sight of the corridor and listens...