Armor of the Platinum Lord (Patreon)

Armor (medium or heavy, but not hide), legendary (requires attunement by a cleric or paladin)

This silvery armor is blessed by a divine dragon. A mantle emblazoned with seven silver scales rests across its shoulders as a sign of piety. While wearing this armor, your Constitution score changes to 20, unless it's already higher. In addition, you have advantage on saving throws against being frightened.

The armor has 7 charges for the following properties. It regains all expended charges daily at dawn.

Platinum Glory. You can use a bonus action to expend 3 of the armor's charges to gain a flying speed of 30 feet for 10 minutes. For the duration, your weapon attacks deal an extra 1d8 radiant damage on a hit, and whenever you restore hit points to a creature using a class feature or a spell you cast, that creature regains an additional 1d8 hit points.

Redirect Damage. When a creature that you can see within 30 feet of you takes damage, you can use your reaction to expend 2 of the armor's charges to prevent that creature from taking the damage. When you do, you take that damage instead, and it is halved for you; this damage can't be reduced in any other way.

Reflect Radiance. Whenever you restore hit points to a target using a class feature or a spell you cast, you can expend 1 or more of the armor's charges to force a creature of your choice within 10 feet of the target to make a Constitution saving throw against your spell save DC. You can choose an additional creature for each charge you expend after the first. On a failed save, an affected creature takes radiant damage equal to half the number of hit points restored to the target. The creature must be able to see the target, which emits a brilliant flash of holy light when it's healed.

Flaw. The armor of the platinum lord makes its wearer a steward of principle. While attuned to the armor, you gain the following flaw: "I can't abide any behavior unbecoming of a lord. Propriety and honesty is the only way: even to villains."

As dawn's early light crept over the horizon, it illuminated a metallic figure that stood atop the city's mighty walls. Alight with radiance above still-dark walls, the figure stared at the fires of distant war camps. He snorted, quietly, as if unbothered by the looming threat.

Soft footsteps approached him then, which drew his attention but not his gaze. An elf, lithe and confident, settled next to him on the battlements. She, too, looked out to see the encroaching army.

The man nodded toward a pair of riders on horseback, which were rapidly approaching the walls. "Messengers are on the approach. As my advisor, what would you suggest?"

Her eyes narrowed to follow the figures before turning on heels to return to her research. "The same as you always do, my lord. Introduce them to the new Lord of the land, then give them a reason to leave."