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Avoid monsters who are clearly superior to your character (giants are the worst since you can encounter them from the start) and gain experience, after awhile you'll be killing everything that moves. Sell whatever you don't need crafting is a much superior option but it "kills the game" pretty quickly once you get the good stuff.
Feels like a glass cannon. AC is nice but not exceptional and hps will be low for a melee type. There are lots of thing that just hit you (spells for example). It might work if the team sports another melee type, possibly a tank but at that point I'd go for an unchained rogue. I get you want an "Inigo Montoya" and so you chose a swashbuckler but at least choose an half-elf so you can get proficency with katana for free.
322 flies at the wizard. Her hands suddenly covered with a dark flames consuming all light around them she tries to touch Aram Zey... ->
"It's is time to die... Aram Zey!" says 322 softly before summoning primordial darkness torn out from the void itself and evenloping the mage witth it.
"Oh... I bet he's here and he's just hiding... or maybe invisible. I can feel fate stir and awaken be on your guard!" mumbles 322 taking flight on inky translucent wings.
"There's a very real possibility the door is trapped with magic of some kind, so stay back until we can divine what it is and how to get past it" says 322 before trying to identify the magic at work on the door.
"The time of our proving nears!" exclaims 322 as the group approaches the door. As the others advance she makes a few signs with her fingers summoning some sort of dark energy...
"Go forth and sow chaos and despair in the hearts of our enemies. Claim their blood... and their souls for those who wait beyond the stars!" 322 practically screams as the unholy alliance is joined.
322 looks at the men trashing on the floor and to the two fallen pathfinders:"This is good. Finish him quick. The void hungers"
"Seems like your fate is decided. Your souls will make for a fair banquet..." says 322 in a charming tone before casting her magic at the musket whielding man.
"OH? You want to partake of their gifts too, friend? You are more than welcome. Here! Feel the touch of oblivion and be remade anew!" says 322 before touching Marnarious (and everyone else in need of healing) with her wand. Apparently it knits wounds closed as well as regular healing does but it feels cold to the touch and somewhat leaves a lingering, slimy sensation, and what worse as it heals you feel the weight of something unscrutable and monstrous observing you...
As the group arrives near the Door 322 shows no particular incliantion to act one way or another. She just looks at the others and waits.
322 nods at Rataji:"This one will honour your gift. It will serve the purpose of those from beyond the stars welll... whatever that might be"
322 concentrates on the last of the lizards sending her othwerworldly patrons awarness towards it...
322 tries again to force the yellow scaled lizard to attack its companion...
Despite her dubious cries of extasy 322 tries to move out of the lizard's reach in order to better deal with them later...
"Ahhhhh... PAIN... it brings CLARITY and... PURPOSE!" 322 gives an extatic cry filled with joy as she's hit. Then the elf woman steps back and calls forth her otherworldly powers. "Share my pain! Join the rapture!" she suddenly exclaims pointinh her finger at the yellow scaled lizard
322 looks around distractedly:"There's really anything of use for us down here? Shouldn't we move towards our real objectives?" she mutters, her voice suddenly sounding like a discordant chorus.
322 looks at the statue of Durvin Gest with rapt abandon, confirmed in her devotion to the unspeakable entities residing beyond the ken of mortals. She rejoices silently for a while before covering herself in some sort of living and twisting form of dark matter
Once she's sure everything is perfectly in position 322 whispers the activation code with something akin religious rapture:“The stars are right! The Stars command you, Durvin Gest.”
322 stands in the back of the lawn waiting for it to fill up and the yearly speech to start. "Everything must be set in motion at the right time for the glorious revelation to take full effect" she muses to herself.
Once Shohiraj has completed her mission 322 moves away from the area. Despite wanting to observe the gift of the outer gods take form she feels the need to check on the other gift she's been given. Once away from praying eyes she takes the lantern out of her clothes and cherishes it like a newborn baby "This is going to be a perfect day... Soon a new dawn will come and everyone will acknowledge the power of those beyond the stars!"
322 stays back waiting patiently for the others to finish whatever task they were given.
Unexpectedly 322 chimes in, her strangely captivating voice suddenly returning:"What a novel idea! I thought illusions like those could be disbelieved but surely I must be mistaken, right? Otherwise it would be interesting to see what those pathfinders would do if suddenly confronted by a fake messanger trying to con them via illusion magic... Not that will be the case... right?" finishes the Experiment, audacely winking at the halfling!
"Distraction?" says 322 tilting her head on her left shoulders and giving Shohirai a somewhat unreadable look. "This one can spread the gift of those who sleep behind the stars once more if you want, and people will once again feel the bliss of their attention. That is going to cause a commotion, but this one's not sure it would help you... those pathfinders would investigate the event as one and would be even more alert themselves. Either way, this one can can repeat what she already did if you want" concludes the Experiment.
The experiment moves away from the statue and finds a place where to survey the incoming revelation with rapt contemplation...
"Soon the wondrous gift of those who sleep beyond the stars will manifest itself... I envy you, pathfinders! You are lucky to have been selected for such a boon... Divinity manifest!"
322 observes the crowd and fixes her gaze on one of the pathfinders listening to Janira Gavix's tale "This is where the feast begings. Too many curious eyes though... Giving one of these ones the gift of hidden truths might be what is required to distract those eyes from this one sacred work"
322 bows her head to Rataji:"Thanks for the insight. I think the statue will make a spectacle for the ages So saying and now much less diconcerting than she was inside the safe house, 322 starts walking towards the statue of Durvin Gest...
As if some great revelation had just made itself manifest 322 moves near Mr Z (secretely wondering about his strange change of appearance...) and cast a spell ripping it out of the dark tapestry itself...
"This one believes it's time to animate things.... Let's wander around and see what we can do to improve this feast..." Says 322 suddenly changing tone of voice and behaviour while waiting for her companions to lead the way.
"This one's talents lay elsewhere" states 322 in response to Marnarius question and then she adds as if speaking to no one in particular:"This one needs to explore the grounds beyond this abode's walls. This one's knows it will find what she was sent for when it sees it"
As Rataji finishes hsi speech 322's pupils suddenly focus and for the first time she seems to notice the other agents. She cbows her head and then speaks, her words sounding like the sweetest honey, although the others cannot but feel something is off about her somehow... "Welcome. You can call me 322. My job will be to make something marvellous happen in the middle of our guests' feast. That and something else... Our opponents are many and powerful but fear not because the stars are right and we shall suceed" finishes the elven woman before returning to the previous trancelike state.
322 seems lost in her own mind, gazing at the walls of the safehouse but seemingly trying to pierce them in order to reach for something even she doesn't really know...
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