The Great Imodium

The Grand Wizard of the Wizard Council. A weaver of words and worlds, he posesses life-granting and terraforming capabilities on the scale of high fantasy, but when asked to demonstrate his prowess he just says “I'm still working on it” and then leaves to play Warhammer. He was cursed with unending, generally liquidized death shits by the Elder Gods for using too much RAM and not letting them use his XBOX Gold subscription.

Does not have toes.