MYO-1867: ⭐️Ephemer🌤️

Ephemer glances around Hutch’s shop with some apprehension, holding some instructions on the needs of a variety of imps. Hutch themselves had put out three little blobs of black on the counter for Ephemer to look at—if he remembers correctly they are a chirop, impup, and phloof. Gazing into their big white eyes that seemed to stare into the void itself he takes note of how fluffy the phloof is, how eager and friendly the impup is, an...