Iron Fist Alexander

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Warrior Jar · Champion of Jars

"Well well well? I should have known, you scheming little thief. The gods demand vengeance. Vengeance!"
Warrior Jar, encountered atop the festival

Alexander "Iron Fist" Alexander is a Warrior Jar, a large sentient ceramic pot made to physically contain the remains of defeated warriors and form the ultimate champion from them. His interior literally holds warrior bones. His quest: become powerful enough to deserve the warriors within him. He gets himself stuck in holes repeatedly (Limgrave cave, Liurnia, Mt. Gelmir), requiring the player's help each time to dislodge him with a blunt strike to the rear ("Give me a good whack from behind with something big and beautiful!"). His journey from festival to festival (Radahn Festival at Redmane Castle, Volcano Manor, Crumbling Farum Azula) leads him through escalating challenges. After the Radahn Festival, he absorbed the bodies of warriors fallen on the battlefield: "The corpses found here are of exceptional quality. Nothing less could be expected of warriors who fought in the Shattering, the greatest of all wars!" His final battle at Crumbling Farum Azula is his voluntary "Great Ordeal": he asks the player to fight him to test their fitness to be Elden Lord. Dying: "All vessels are destined to shatter one day. But the great Alexander lived as a warrior to the last! Ha ha ha ha!" Jar-Bairn, the small jar of his home village, will inherit his remains and set off on his own champion's path.

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Boss Lore

Dolores the Sleeping Arrow Puppet

A jar-hurling specialist who throws all manner of pots and jars. The warrior jar once told the nameless man this: "You are not yet ready to join the warriors inside. No, you must apply yourself! Better yourself, and one day I will return for you." Grace that dwells within the inhabitants of The Lands Between; the lingering residue of gold.

NPC Dialogue

Old Albus (Dialogue)

Oh my stars I'm so happy to see you! I am Alexander, also known as the Iron Fist. And as you can see, I'm stuck here. Please, can you help me out of this? Once again, the pleasure is mine. I am the warrior jar known as Alexander. Iron Fist Alexander, in fact. I journey to the east, where I intend to further my education in the ways of war. Beyond these lands lie the scarlet rot-blighted Caelid Wilds. Ah, yes, the mere thought of such a festival gets the blood pumping, eh! I am the warrior jar, Iron Fist Alexander. And according to my calculations, passing through this road should lead us to the Caelid Wilds. But however you slice it, it seems we've reached a dead end. Well, stranger things happen at sea, or so I'm told, but onward I shall go. I was heading to Redmane Castle on the southern edge of the scarlet rot-blighted Caelid Wilds. Where a festival is being held. Now, be sure to get a good vantage, my friend. I, Iron Fist Alexander, do hereby vow to unflinchingly brave this ordeal. Ah, if it isn't a Tarnished warrior. The pleasure is mine. Do you know for whom this festival is being held? Be sure to get a good vantage, my friend. A-ah, hello there. It was a battle marvellously fought. It was practically a god... Of course I count myself, the great Alexander, among the many. Which means, I've but one thing to ask of you. Would you kindly undertake my ordeal? Then let us begin! I am the great jar warrior, Iron Fist Alexander! Lend me strength, O warriors within! Let us become one champion, together! I doubt there's another soul out there who could've done the same. All vessels are destined to one day break. But the great Alexander lived as a warrior to his last! Ha ha ha ha! Good sir, I can't believe your heart was in it at all. Then there's nothing left to say, except... I am Iron Fist Alexander! The great jar warrior! A finer battle was never witnessed.

NPC Dialogue

War Counselor Iji (Dialogue)

Say, coz. Have you met Uncle Alexander? He used to live here with us, but then he left, to be a champion. I asked to go with him, but he said "The path of champions must be trod alone". He's big and tough and strong! Uncle Alexander said he won't be back again. "My home is of the past. And the past, as they say, is a different country." I suppose that's part of being a warrior, isn't it. So...please don't tell anyone, coz, but... I'm actually a warrior jar as well! One day, I'll be just like Uncle Alexander. And I'll have to leave the village to become a champion. Uncle Alexander won't come back here again. "My home is of the past. Ah, hallo again. But you should be careful if you ever meet one of them, coz. I hope uncle Alexander beats them all up, first... Those awful poachers. I hope uncle Alexander beats them all up. Oh, hallo again, coz. I won't cry though... I'm a warrior jar. A warrior. "The tale of House Hoslow is told in blood." That's the kind of warrior I want to be one day, coz. That's the kind of warrior I want to be one day, coz. It's time for me to set out on a journey. As a warrior jar, upon the path of champions. Wow, coz, are these... Insides? From Uncle Alexander? ... Thank you, coz. I'm a warrior jar, so I need to be strong. I can really have them, right? I understand. I'm about to go on a journey. As a warrior jar, in search of glory. Jar-Bairn Oh, hallo again, coz. I'll begin my journey once I'm ready to go. As a warrior jar, in search of glory. I don't think I'll see you again, when I set out. Warriors are supposed to work alone. About the big, wide world... ... Uncle Alexander, look! It's me! I'm a warrior jar too! ... Stop, no... Please, no, don't break us... ...

Item / Misc

Warrior Jar Shard

Shard of a shattered warrior jar. Boosts the attack power of skills. Scraps of stewed flesh cling to the shard, and tatters of ornaments can be seen mingled within the slime. Relics of ancient royal warriors, perhaps.

Item / Misc

Shard of Alexander

Shard of the late Alexander, a shattered warrior jar. Greatly boosts the attack power of skills. Scraps of stewed flesh cling to the shard, and tatters of ornaments can be seen mingled within the slime. Relics of a red-haired champion, it would seem.

NPC DialogueAlexander's Innards

A keepsake of the warrior jar Alexander. Found at the core of the dead flesh that once filled the great jar. The jars contain dregs inherited from those who came before. Thus are warriors passed from jar to jar, carrying dreams of greatness.

Item / Misc

Jar-Bairn

Say, coz. Have you met Uncle Alexander? He used to live here with us, but then he left, to be a champion. I asked to go with him, but he said "The path of champions must be trod alone". He's big and tough and strong! Uncle Alexander said he won't be back again. "My home is of the past. And the past, as they say, is a different country." I suppose that's part of being a warrior, isn't it. So...please don't tell anyone, coz, but... I'm actually a warrior jar as well! One day, I'll be just like Uncle Alexander. And I'll have to leave the village to become a champion. Uncle Alexander won't come back here again. "My home is of the past. Ah, hallo again. But you should be careful if you ever meet one of them, coz. I hope uncle Alexander beats them all up, first... Those awful poachers. I hope uncle Alexander beats them all up. Oh, hallo again, coz. I won't cry though... I'm a warrior jar. A warrior. "The tale of House Hoslow is told in blood." That's the kind of warrior I want to be one day, coz. That's the kind of warrior I want to be one day, coz. It's time for me to set out on a journey. As a warrior jar, upon the path of champions. Wow, coz, are these... Insides? From Uncle Alexander? ... Thank you, coz. I'm a warrior jar, so I need to be strong. I can really have them, right? I understand. I'm about to go on a journey. As a warrior jar, in search of glory.

Iron Fist Alexander

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