MYO-2768: Pyrosis

“You’re quite certain that what you’re doing is safe?” Pyrosis asked. He stirred some black pepper into the liquid bubbling in his cauldron. “Well, no, but that is the idea,” Cipher responded. He sat in one of Pyrosis’ ancient wooden chairs, leaning on one arm. “Hence the need for your… potions.” ...

Worldling collapsed with a sigh beside Pyrosis. The sand clung to his skin and hair, but he paid it no mind. A smile was spread wide across his lips– the rush of physical activity was matched by no other. Who cared how long it would take to get his curls clean again? This was a fun day! He fully intended to dart back out into the water with his newly-made friends, but first, he wanted to make sure his old friend wasn’t feeling too neglected. Plus, water, sna...

Word of Pyrosis’ return to Burrowgatory proper had not taken long to reach Worldling at all. It seemed as though the moment he’d set foot back into his (now dusty) tower, she was clawing at the aged wooden door, begging to be let in. It had only been two days since Pyrosis had tired of traipsing around Hell, and here Worldling was...