Once, they enforced order.
Now, they enforce oblivion.

The Fallen Overseer strides forward like a walking execution—encased in brutal, rune-etched armor and wielding twin crushing mauls forged for judgment, not mercy.

Whatever oath they swore in life has long since rotted away, replaced by a cold, relentless hunger to drag the living down to join them.

Perfect as a monstrous lieutenant, corrupted guardian, final-stage boss, or the terrifying “oh no, they brought THAT thing” encounter your players will remember forever.

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