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Enuk'lun Minion: Milestone of Enuk'lun




Hewn in ages long-forgotten, this pillar of bone-white stone towers at fifteen feet tall. Centuries of caked-on dust fill the grooves of its numerous bas-reliefs depicting the exalted life of the sorcerer-king Enuk'lun. The ancient ruler's countenance of a furrowed brow and piercing eyes dominate the top third of the pillar, his lips set in a sneer. Down the backside of the pillar are etched the hatches of a long-dead language; the laws this milestone of Enuk'lun enforces. When hostile the marker floats on a cushion of crackling, blue magic.


Passionless Arbiter: The milestones of Enuk'lun were erected across the all-but-mythical kingdom to enact the will and laws set forth by the sorcerer-king. The ancient tyrant knew that his gaze could not be upon all the lands under his dominion and without some hint of direct control rebellions would surely form. Craved with his likeness the milestones enforce the laws written upon them, though, no one remains who still speaks the tongue. Prime among the edicts, and thus well-known, is the ban on all religions that do not venerate Enuk'lun above all others. Thus the milestones can detect interlopers from other planes and actively seek them out to banish or destroy. In other instances, a stone suck crooked in the earth will inexplicably rise and lay waste to a nearby town or passing caravan, presumably for violating some unknowable codices. No one is sure how many milestones of Enuk'lun there are exactly. Worse yet, newly constructed markers are often left in the wake of The Living Temple of Enuk'lun

Milestone of Enuk'lun

huge construct, lawful neutral

Armor Class 18

Hit Points 187 (15d12 + 90)

Speed 0ft

Str 27 Dex 5 Con 22 Int 1 Wis 18 Cha 4

Saving Throws Con+11, Wis +9

Dammage Immunities poison; bludgeoning, piercing and slashing from nonmagical attacks that are not adamantine

Damage Resistances cold, fire, lightning

Condition Immunities charm, exhaustion, frightened, paralyzed, petrified, poisoned, prone

Senses blindsight 30ft, darkvision 120ft, passive Perception 14.

Languages -

Challenge 15 (13,300 XP)

Floating Doom:

As a bonus action, the milestone of Enuk'lun can lift off of the ground at height of 5ft. While Floating Doom is active the construct gains a flight speed of 30ft and can hover, but cannot float higher than 5ft from the ground. An anti-magic field or similar effect negates this ability.

As a bonus action, the milestone of Enuk'lun may cancel this effect, all creatures within 10ft of where it lands must succeed on a DC 20 Strength save, or be knocked prone.

Immutable Form:

The milestone of Enuk'lun is immume to any spell or effect that would alter its form.

Innate Spellcasting:

The construct’s innate spellcasting ability is Charisma (spell save DC 17, +9 to hit with spell attacks). it can innately cast the following spells, requiring no material components:

At Will: telekinesis

3/day: banishment

Magic Resistance:

The construct has Advantage on saving throws against spells and other magical effects.

Magic Weapons:

The milestone of Enuk'lun's weapon attacks are magical

Seek The False:

The milestone of Enuk'lun knows the location of any Celestial, Fey or Fiend within 1 mile of it that is not within total cover. It knows the type (celestial, fey, or fiend) of any being whose presence it senses, but not its identity. Within the same radius, it also detects the presence of any place or object that has been consecrated or desecrated, as with the Hallow spell

Actions

Multiattack:

The milestone of Enuk'lun can make two Gaze of Enuk'lun attacks as one action.

Gaze of Enuk'lun:

Ranged Spell Attack: +9 to hit, ranged 120ft., one target. Hit: 26 (4d10+4) force damage

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