MYO-3962: Vytal

Vytal walked into eir and Meridian’s shared apartment near the start of March to almost every single pillow in the house on the floor. All the couches had been pushed back to the sides of the room and stripped bare of their cushions as well. The pillows were not just thrown haphazardly, of course, but arranged in an intricate circle in the direct middle of their living room. Draped in seemingly specific places were all of the blankets, making lines between whatever 24 point star Meridian se...

It’s baby season, apparently. Vytal was not aware of that as ey reported to the Church this morning, planning on playing the organ for the service. Ey wore eir best suit, as ey always do, and showed up bright and early. It stands out sharply now, standing in the entrance and staring out at the many people who are scrambling around in nun habits. They’re flowing in and out of the Bunnery, a general sense of frantic-ness to all the movements. Vytal moves further forward into the Chur...

Vytal has managed to find work consistently within the Church after eir first gig with them. Church sermons are accompanied oh-so-nicely with eir own organ playing, and (mysteriously) it seems that all of the other candidates have found themselves either on the outs with the Church or busy with other matters (for now, at least). A few favorable interactions with Oleander also seemed to help smooth things quite nicely, though Vytal was beginning to find the bun a bit simple. Indulgences in vic...

Meridian walks past the closed door towards the kitchen with purpose, as he does every morning. It’s one of his days off, so the plan was to cook up a filling breakfast and study some runic tomes for fun. However, as he’s rounding the corner through the living room, he hears some sort of groan of distress behind the locked door. He tilts his head and approaches. “Vytal? Has some foul beast found your resting pla...