Much of the time Myxie would lay her head down on a workbench, probably over some piece or other that she had been drawing or building. Since the day shift at the guilds tends to frown upon vagrancy in the guild hall during prime business hours, she keeps a room at the inn.
- There's always an apron with several different tools laying around.
- Though the material within will change based on her latest scholarly pursuits, she always has a few thick books as well as a journal and sketchbook handy.
- She always has a beat up toy chocobo made of tin with fading yellow paint that's been largely worn off sitting on the back corner of her desk.
I'm a tinker! Tinkerer? Hrm.... I'm an artificer! - Myxie Tryxle | Impressions and Memories
