Yes, though not exactly as you planned

"Wh-Wha you mean like a party? Can NPC's even do that...?"

"Party? What? I mean... I guess after we rebuild the Temple? Hold on, what do you mean NPC? Is that some new insult against women or something?" He stuttered, hands waving in defense until your smile cut him short and he instead glared at you. The boy sure has some spunk. Well, doubly so in him, but let us not embarrass him too much by bringing that up now.

"A party is when a group of heroes form a team, squad, um... fellowship? Anyway! That doesn't matter at this point, you're an NPC which means... Which means..." His jaw muscles visibly bulged, fist tightening until it slammed on the table, breathing ragged. "Means... You don't come from the same dimension us heroes do, usually you are a lot more passive and repetitive."

You watch in a mixture of concern and awe at the display before you, it was like he was forcibly possessed! "Passive? Repetitive? Like we're some sort of magical construct made by a wizard? I simply refute this. Yes, join my 'party' sheesh."

Party Invite!
Acolyte Maeva Vaelius has invited you to form a party with her!
Party Name: Order of Radiant Light
Leader: Maeva Vaelius
Your Designation: Unset
Please consult your party leader for roles available!

You both blink at the incredibly bright golden pop-up, aware that some of the patrons around you have stopped talking and looked at this incredibly rare occurrence in this backwater town.

"Um..." You usually are not at a loss for words, but this certainly took the lemon cake! Damn, how much would it cost to order a lemon cake...? Not the time! "So, you're a rogue right? Is that what you want to be or...?" Rowan continues to stare at the pop-up, thinking hard. That or he died.

"You know... Heroes have access to a special book in their inventory that lets them change classes until they reach level three..." Oh? That is useful information. "So... I could change if I wanted to, but um, I'm me and there's uh, no..." He squirmed, "Divine Providence so to speak. So, I guess I'll stick with rogue? You need someone with melee skills, I won't be able to tank, uh, hold the line against big guys, but I'm willing to do that until we get someone who can..." He shrugs, staring at you wondering what you'll say. It does not bother you either way!

"Sure! Why not? We're both better off surviving together than dying separate!"

Your designation: Inquisitor
Accept? (Yes/No)

Fancy title, you wonder what that means specifically and after he hits the accept button you find out. Noting your character sheet stored in your coin pouch is blinking so you open it.

Feats
Silver-Tongued: You have a way with words and can convince those that much easier! Your persuasion checks are counted as one and a half your current CHA value.
2 Possible Conditions Filled
Requirement: Noble Background (Succeeded)
Requirement: Successful Persuasions 5/5 (Succeeded)
Temporary Feats
Shepherdess: You guide your flock during turbulent times. All decisions you make on behalf of the party is binding to all members. Receives 1 religious appropriate crozier. Cancelled when party is disbanded.

Wow! Still does not help you any in combat, though maybe you will not have to fight that much if you could help it. You glance over at Rowan's sheet.

Temporary Feats
Inquisitor: You will purge the vile and decadent heretics of this world! You may arrest anyone your religious head has branded as a heretic, apostate, or blasphemer. Receives 1 set of holy manacles. Cancelled when party is disbanded.

You check both your new items, yours is a wooden staff with a small silver star on top. While it might not be the most grandiose or ostentatious, you are certain with time you could upgrade it. Rowan's silver manacles shimmer with a cold blue light.

Crozier of The Stars
[Oak, Silver]
Behold! You are an ambassador of The Stars! With a simple point of the Crozier, you can designate a single enemy per encounter as a heretic. Crozier effects scale to player level.

Well that works nicely with Rowan's new feat. You wonder what sort of new effects would be unlocked when you level up more!

Manacles of Justice
[Manasilver]
The righteous shall punish the wicked! Anyone arrested with these holy manacles shall be unable to use any spells (Feats are still accessible) and all magical effects nullified. Requires (Inquisitor DEX + Inquisitor Level) DEX to lockpick. Always summonable.

Manasilver...? Your peoples most holy metal? You reverently touch the material when Rowan summons it onto the table. You could swear that the metal pulsed with warmth when your fingertips grazed it. "Well... Thank the Stars above for gracing us with these precious gifts..." Rowan placed his hand over yours, a warm smile lighting his face. He puts the manacles back into his inventory while you decided that getting back to the temple was the priority with your newfound Order. You wave at the tavernkeeper, knowing that those two silvers will have paid for your food in some fashion. You pass Hunter who is making his way in, loudly hissing for an ale, you cannot help but giggle as he continues to live up to your presumptions.

Within minutes, you and Rowan tell Frank and Dave goodbye, making good speed towards the base of the mountains. Rowan pesters you with question along the way and you try to answer them vaguely but truthfully. “We are heading to my home, or rather my new home, it was where I was stationed when I was locked away in the different plane.” He tuts some to himself, attention wholly absorbed as you continue to walk, only slowing when you notice he is no longer with you and instead went into the underbrush, squatting and staring at some blooming white flowers glowing softly in the nightlight. “Ah! Good catch Rowan!” Walking over, you carefully pluck one of the flowers, root and all.

Meridians (Rare)
Beautiful white flowers that only bloom at night. Some say they might have had religious connotations many ages ago. Rarely can an individual ingest the flowers to see strong religious visions, most are instead put into a deep dreamless sleep.

Well, at least some of your people’s history survived the Sundering. With Rowan’s help, you collect all the Meridians clustered together until you have a total of twelve. As quickly as you got sidetracked you went back up the mountain with a renewed sense of hope and purpose.

Finally, after an hour of scaling the mountain path, you arrive at the front of the temple complex. Pushing open the door, you took in a deep breath and held it in your lungs until they were straining. “Ah! Can’t you smell it Rowan? We are so close!” His nervous laughter made you snort, waving your hand until you brought up the earlier error messages. “I have a claimant crystal, but I need help with defeating a monster within it’s depths. My best guess is within the sanctum, are you still with me…?” Rowan was clearly nervous, but he nodded without hesitation. “Good! Now I may have forgotten to mention that some manual labor needs to be done…”

His groan was cut short when the gate behind you startled you both with a loud creak. Starbolt and daggers in hand as a glowing snout pushed its way through the crack, followed by the canines' body. Rowan glanced at you unsure of following your suit of dissipating your starbolt as you crouched down, the small wolf running into your arms with a flurry of licks. “Fenris!”