Idiot Savant stares Death in the face, and defiantly tells him the time. Hey, even personifications need to know when to take their lunch breaks.
For a while, "kidnapping" Idiot Savant and demanding a ransom for his safe return was all the rage. One day he was dragged off by four completely separate groups! This time the villains took him to the Body/Spirit hut in the south farms. Names have been removed to protect the... guilty.
Several of Idiot Savant's friends were kind enough to take him on an adventure to the marsh to buy a yellowish shirt. On the way back to town, he stopped in to visit his father, the Crazy Hermit.
If you can't heal him when he's fallen, at least make sure he's comfortable, right?
Apparently Idiot Savant doesn't resent Shadowmutt for having given him fleas.
I guess someone convinced Idiot Savant he'd need a nice, juicy scandal if he ever wanted a shot at the Mayor's office...
Mind Master just isn't what he used to be.
Yes, Idiot Savant can count fingers now, thanks to Mind training and the diligent teaching of several exiles, but this would bewilder just about anybody.
He can count toes, too. Looks like Pacifist Thoom could use a new pair of shoes.
Always happy to help.