MYO-6296: Merrit

The night life in Burrowgatory was always somewhat dangerous. Between thieves and muggers, drunkards looking to pick fights, and whatever else the night could throw at you, it was always smart to take proper safety precautions when going out. That was doubly the case now that there had been reports of out-of-the-ordinary lurkers, people going missing, murders… So, Kane ...

Merrit had always wanted to train their imps to do tricks. Whether it was singing, mimicking speech, or doing choreographed dances, it was always amazing to see what imps could do. The only issue was that Merrit and their imps were a bit slothful. They’d had an interest in imp training for a while, but getting themself to do new things had always been a difficult task for them… How could they make their imps do it when they struggled with it, too? Regardless, Merrit managed ...

“...What do you even train these things to do?” The question her partner had just asked was something Merrit had already been pondering. While Kane could have asked it in a slightly less disgusted tone, they were both on the same page regarding training her phloof, Darjeeling, at the moment. Merrit stroked the soft fur on one of her ears thoughtfully as she looked down at the small, fluffy imp, which was at the moment lazily waving his tail up and down and following its move...