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Miss Lucia wrote:

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You should really grab that 5th level of Gunslinger. Adding Dex to damage on Guns is really nice.

Truth. However, since it's PFS (capping at level 12), I'm torn between that (which I'd probably rarely use, given my char's propensity for melee combat) and Acro. Charge from the Duelist. My original thought for the build was more of a swashbuckler toon, that was fine matching steel with steel... and then cheating with a gun if it came to it. So in that mindset, +Dex damage on maybe five attacks an entire game might not be worth it.

If I do grab level 5 in gunslinger, it would be at level 12. Riposte is just too cool, and I've been waiting too long ;)

I tried to do a similar thing, but wound up combining pistolero (4) into lore warden (2) and will end (when I get there) with duelist. The result is a skill monkey, very high AC for someone in light armor (sitting at 30 when triggering AOOs from movement), very switch hittery with quick draw, and incredibly mobile.

It's pretty fun -- I love playing her as a stand up, honorable duelist, and then getting hit, cursing at my attacker, taking a five foot step back and blasting a hole through them. ;)

Build is listed in my profile.

With a flick of the wrist a gold piece is between Lucia's knuckles, dancing between her fingers as she rolls it back and forth. She steps aside, allowing both Kat to finish her business and Lucia the time to decide what she wants to eat.

So many decisions! What does she have to choose from, Jiggy?

The steady calm of Cledwyn's Confection Castle is momentarily disrupted by the flash of a woman tumbling through the front doors off the street. She rolls off to the side, crouching against a wall as a trio of "legally ambiguous" men poke their heads in the door for a moment, before continuing their search elsewhere.

With a bit of a chuckle, the Varisian stands and dusts off her jacket. It takes a moment to for the realization of her awkward interruption to register on her face. "Oh dear me, pardon the intrusion," she says, walking up to the counter. She gives an melodramatic curtsy, "Miss Lucia Lazarovich, at your service." She rises, then continues, "now then, one of your finest cupcakes my friend!" Adding with a wink to Cledwyn, "I'm in the mood for something sweet."