Wearing a verdigris death-mask bearing a long-braided beard, this remnant of the sorcerer-king's forgotten empire still strives to bring judgment to all those who bow before false divinity. What exactly is false divinity? Why anything not cowering before the dread gaze of Enuk'Lun, of course. In life, the ghost was a chief inquisitor for the empire and the sentence was always death. Now, it wanders a landscape changed by centuries of history and refuses to let go of its devotion to the long-dead sorcerer-king. Rounding out its attire is a long robe curling on itself and edged with geometric patterns and fingerbone tassels. Its bare skull is partially covered by a conical headdress with cracked, grey gemstones. The bottom of the robe trails off into nothingness, though a clutch of hanging chains connecting to the rock he was drowned with can occasionally be seen. A singularly powerful ghost, the Condemnation of Enuk'Lun is utterly disgusted by the modern world and travel...