Heartfire Knight ("God of fire! Burning higher!")

[Kisanji Arael]

I'm crazy

Hmmm... that looks really good.

Ummm.... Flame ends all sorrows sounds.... emo. Other than that, it looks fine.

I love the new text for fiery transformation. However, you forgot to include a duration. Is it 6 rounds for the first spell burned?

For the record, here's what I've been working on (this is what I think of when I swim at night). Okay, yeah, you said nothing about this, but it was just too cool of an ability in my head to pass up. This is just an idea, and if you don't like it, you can ignore it.

The Kiss of the Queen:
The loyalty of the queen shall always follow with her true king. At tenth level, you have become that king, and just as you gain the ability to summon the Lord's image upon yourself, you gain the ability to summon His Lady upon your enemies. You may summon the Lady by whispering Her name as much as twice per day, but She may be called only as much as once between sunrise and sunset and once between sunset and sunrise. The summoning takes a full-round action. The Lady acts in all regards as an elder fire elemental, with the following differences:

Appearance: The Lady appears as an intensely beautiful, semi-translucent woman, in a red-silk dress. She has flaming red hair, and is surrounded by a wreath of fire, which seems to resemble roses when only glanced at.
Size: Medium
Abilities: Cha 24
Equipment: +3 flaming burst longsword
Supernatural abilities-
Kiss of the Queen: As many as 3 times per summoning, the queen may kiss an opponent of her lord. After the queen succeeds at a slam attack, the lord may choose to bypass the burn damage to have his lady pause and deliver a kiss. The lady must succeed at a touch attack to kiss. The kiss deals 7d8 fire damage to her opponent. Immediately following this kiss, the queen teleports to her lord's side and kisses him as well to maintain appearances. The second kiss, however, heals the hearthfire knight for whatever amount she damaged his opponent. If the knight is grappled, in deadly combat, or otherwise occupied, the queen will wait patiently for him to be unoccupied, defending herself as necessary.

The queen maintains her presence in the material plane as long as feels is necessary to make the appearance of being a supportive wife. However, she is generally flighty and unpredictable. If she appears, she is guaranteed to stay for 10 rounds. Additionally, roll a d20 when the lady is summoned. Any number other than 1 or 20 represents the number of rounds she will stay of her own volition. On the roll of a 1, the lady is unsummonable for 2d20 hours. On the roll of a 20, the lady's schedule is unusually free, and she will stay for as long as her lord remains in battle.

 

[Mattarias]

Ah, me and my forgetting of durations. *facepalm* Thanks for that. The name is kinda filler, though. I couldn't come up with anything good. I want something you can just scream out in the heat of battle, you know? ...But I've been drawing blanks. ^^;

XD Also, I love Kiss of the Queen. Very classy. Alas, summons aren't quite this PrC's thing. Perhaps I should put up the legend of the Burning King along with his deity stuff, just to complete this class. In a different thread, of course?

edit: Fixed that duration bug. I think I'll go to bed now. It is quite late over here. 4:40 is a bad time to be awake. ^^; I'll be back in a while.

 

[Kisanji Arael]

Keep it in this thread. It'll help my book-keeping.

Also, I find that not many fighters yell "Leap Attack" as they do it, so don't assume that your class ability should be also your battle call. but lets see..

Strike the Cool-Blooded
Infernal Blow
Call Down the Lord's blade
Cleanse with Ash
Call Inner Flame
Warm the Heretic, Leave Cold the Heathen

 

[Mattarias]

Alright, I'll add this in and then hit the sack. I warn you though, it's long.

[sblock= The Legend of the Overking and the Elder Shadow]Come children, gather round, and let me, to thine young eyes recant the tale of the greatest king ever known. Ever heard of the Overking? -Yes, that one, he who ruled over every race, benevolent benefactor to all? Mmmyess. allow me to enlighten ye- He was no myth..

A thousand thousand, thousand years ago, the world was not as we know it today. It was a perfect world, bereft of strife, of sorrow- or spite or hate...
In this world lived a Man, a Man they say rejected the bonds of his heritage, and wandered the world to find his true self. Along his way, they say, in his many travels and adventures, he gained many a follower, each of whom desired to be free of their heritage, and to the ends of the earth follow this Man, who was an inspiration to all who gazed upon him.

Little did they all know was that the dissastisfaction they faced was but a foreshadowing of the calamity that was yet to come.

This Man was unlike any of his race, indeed, it is thought he might have been a half-breed, for he had ears less elongated, and skin far less dark than that of his kin- Yet what set him apart the most was the crimson emblem that was seared upon the back of his right hand since birth. This Crest of Fire gave him unprecidented control over fire, allowing him to perform incredible feats of arcane might, which attracted followers who strove to be tutored by him, and emulate his power... This Crest also had a more subtle, nigh unnoticable effect upon the Man- it increased his lifespan far beyond the norm for his race.

One day, this Man in his unending travels came across a Desert, hot and endless- sand as far as the eye can see. He felt compelled to venture into it, and so he did, and he marched for days, unfazed by the blistering heat.
In the Heart of this great Desert, the Man and his company came across a fire that seemed to spring forth from the very depths of the earth. It burned for miles, unapproachable by none but the man himself.
Despite his follower's urgings, the Man approached to this great flame and thurst his hand within the blaze. It did not affect him. Calling upon the power of the Crest of Fire, he grasped he conflagration's heart and forged it into a sword of undeniable power. With this sword he dubbed Suzaku, he created a city in place of that fire, and gave his friends a place to call home.

His followers, forever grateful for the daring deed their leader performed to provide them with homes, they crowned him their king, and he was given a name. From then on, he was known as Etidrias the King.

Eventually, news of this benevolent king who ruled over all races, treating them as friends, no matter how lowly, spread. As this news spread, so did the desire to live under this King, and soon, this metropolis that was born of flame grew into the greatest kingdom ever known upon the face of the world, with members of every race living within it, in harmony with all others. Over the years, this kingdom grew in power and prestige, and its ruler came to be known by many names- Even to this day, legends still refer to this great man as the Overking, Crimson King, and many others...

For many years, this Old World existed in peace, yet this was not to last..
One day, as the Great King's brow started to wrinkle with age, a Crimson-haired Man with a fearsome mask appeared from the shadow of the setting sun. With every step, the Masked one spread darkness and negativity in his wake, driving all who encountered him to madness, perverting the very core of their beings. He spread emotions and energies dark and foreign to the world, never before heard of, even by the most knowledgable of scholars.
The Dark One, as he came to be known, tirelessly continued his march, slaying all those who dared oppose him with neither remorse nor effort, denying them even of their chances at eternal rest, as their corpses were animated into mockeries of their former selves and their souls twisted beyond recognition before his shadow. He coerced others who resisted his march into joining his army of shadows, to sweep across the world and usher in a new age. The Dark One marched, relentless, throughought the land, as if searching for something- and one by one, the great kingdoms of the world fell, unable to withstand the growing might of the darkness, and the madness of their very people...
Until finally, the only kingdom that stood before his twisted forces was that of Etidrias himself.

The Overking's magic was powerful enough to protect his kingdom from the Dark one's influence, protecting its denizens' minds. ... Until one day, darkness whispered into the mind of Ashtéras, one of the King's most trusted generals. Ashtéras deceived Etidrias into attempting a more offensive approach, to lower the magical barrier and fight the darkness head-on. The King agreed, but only after thirteen days. In those days he utilized the Crest's aged and increased power, gathering the flames the multiverse and hardening them into a single blade known to this day only as the Fire Master's Sword, the Secret of Flame. Putting down the sword Suzaku, he lowered the barrier and ordered an attack...

-Yet, as the veil of flame was lowered, Darkness poured into the city and poisoned its people. All were swiftly lost within the Darkness's stranglehold, but for the King, his wife, Esper, and their son, young Reyas, who were protected by the Crest of Fire.
Standing amid the chaos, the Masked Stranger laughed. a cruel, piercing laugh that cut through the hearts of all who heard it, as indeed all did. As old man Etidrias gazed in horror at what had become of his great kingdom, he was siezed by a fit of rage that tore through his heart as he struck down Ashtéras, reducing him to dust. It is said that, to this day, this is why all things are reduced to ash when burned- as a reminder to all of what happens to traitors...

The Overking then turned to the Masked One, who challenged him to a duel to the death. A duel that was to determine the fate of the World of Light. As the King solemnly agreed, the Masked One gave a great leap and disappeared into the night, along with his minions. As the people wallowed in fear and confusion, a great, dark tower was raised in the distance, overshadowing even the horizon. The masked one's Challenge was that the Crimson King had three days to reach the Tower at the End of Everything, before the world was plunged into eternal shadow, consumed forever by the turbulent, destructive sea of chaos. Thus, the King made haste. Calling for his friend, the great Phoenix, they flew over land and ocean, all tainted with evil. He faced countless challenges, and terrible odds, yet he landed atop the tower in time...

The two forces met, and before the shadowed sun had set, the Great Duel had begun.

According to legend, this battle raged fiercely for five days and six nights, neither side drawing blood- yet every clash of sword upon sword reverberated throught the world, shaking the very foundations of creation...
Finally, as the dawn stretched forth her rosy fingers to mark the beginning of the sixth day, Etidrias landed the telling blow.
The Secret of Fire tore through the Dark one's mask, shattering it into eight pieces. These shards fled the Great King's light, and were scattered across the world.
Through the mask, Etidrias cut through the Stranger's eye, causing a wound in the shape of a crescent moon. From this wound flew three drops of tainted blood. One fell into the land, one into the King's Crest, and the thid splattered across the Fire Master's Blade. The sword shattered.
As he faded from existence, the Dark one spoke. "Listen closely, Etidrias. My name is Konto. Remember that..." And with that, the Shadow was vanquished...

The King leapt off the enormous tower, landing softly as it crumbled behind him, the rubble vanishing. It was but an ephemeral memory now, without its master.
Etidrias staggered home, to the cured masses, with son and queen greeted him alike.
The King then stumbled, falling into his son's arms. There was something terribly unsetteling about the King's appearance. His hair, once fair and white with wisdom, had become a deep, deep shade of crimson. Blood red, like that of the Dark figure Konto...
With his dying words, he passed Crown and Crest to prince Reyas, who, holding his father's now cold hand, vowed to hunt down all shards of darkness within the world and destrroy them forever...
After his death, Etidrias, Overking, bearer of the Flame, was mourned by all, as a hero beyond measure, even those who had barely knew him. By the people's tears, the King's soul, it is said, was lifted unto the heavens, and he was given the greatest title of all- A new name, a name that meant the same in all languages. He was henceforth Mattarias the first. A name that meant Savior-spark. Burning King, God of Fire...

Reyas, driven mad in grief of his father's death, took the name for himself, becoming Mattarias the second.
The Mattarias line, it is said, lives on to this day, each still bearing that ancient Crest. Above all, it is said, what they crave is to fill the void left by the departure of the Great King, and that one day Darkness shall once more return to devour the world- but with the return of Konto shall rise a new King, one who who shall surpass the Overking himself. It is he, legends say, that shall drive away Darkness once and for all. -But not without a terrible price...
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The Short Version:

Etidrias Mattarias
CG Intermediate Deity
A.K.A.: The Burning King, Overking, Crimson King, etc.
Domains: Fire, Strength, Sun, War.
Favored Weapon: Longsword.
Holy Symbol (the Crest of Fire): Two longswords, one silver, one gold, crossed behind a hollowed out burning heart, over which is the symbol for fire.

 

[sirwmholder]

Wow... very well done.

Congrats to both of you,
William Holder

 

[Mattarias]

Thank you kindly. ^^; I worked pretty hard on this, though Kisanji here definitely is owed a LOT of credit.

On that note, I know fighters usually don't yell "leap attack!" (personally, I'd go "death from above!!" but that's just me..), but this I imagine to be the kind of thing you yell to make your opponent go " ... mommy." before you fry them. There's a reason intimidate is a class skill.

However.. Hm.. *ponder*

Oh, What do you think of the modifications to spells per day and spells known? Also, think you guys could suggest some offensive [fire] spells for this class? My DM allows anything from the spell compendium, sandstorm, and most of the complete series except for mage, divine, and champion.

 

[Mattarias]

Alright. Sorry for the double post, but my DM just helped me update a few things. What are everyone's opinions?

 

[Mattarias]

Wow, second page.. We're allowed to bump from here, right...? Most forums allow that...

 

[DCrane1]

Great job Mattarais. I need a new PC (old one failed a save or die spell.) Going to see if I can try and give this to my DM for a possible prestige class.

 

[Mattarias]

Great job Mattarias. I need a new PC (old one failed a save or die spell.) Going to see if I can try and give this to my DM for a possible prestige class.

Ooh, sucks on that save or die bit, dude. But thank you, I'm honored. I hope your DM accepts it. Tell me how things go.