[Guess who’s been working their tail off in hopes of opening a new little flower boutique in town? This grumpy purple gentleman over here. Augustine begins this video with a clear shot of the boutique in question. The footage is a little grainy here and there but thankfully it’s doable at least. His knowledge regarding technology is a bit lacking at best but Augustine at least knows how to record video.

The storefront is mostly black and gray with a couple of dried herbs hanging from the glass awning above. It looks a bit worn, almost as if everything was made from random scraps of metal and glass. A testament of his resourcefulness despite being very frustrated over the lack of resources he can afford. Judging from the footage, this shop is just a few avenues away from the busy marketplace in the Harbor. While it’s not the most ideal location, it’s better than nothing.]

What I failed to achieve in life, I plan to achieve in death.

[Now entering the establishment, the video pans slowly through the cramped shop showcasing all of the exotic flowers and plants on display. Gardening was always his favorite hobby but flower arranging is his second passion. There’s a couple of noticeable bouquets on display with some flowers artfully displayed within decorative skulls and shiny brass tin chalices. Don’t ask if those are real human bones because he won’t answer.

This video tour comes to an end once Augustine sits his phone high upon a wooden shelf nearby. The purple dhampir is finally in view and he looks as dapper as ever. While he still retains his usual aloof nature, Augustine certainly seems quite pleased with himself. Proud, even.]

Welcome to Anthanasia’s Hortus, the newest florist boutique in town. For those who don’t know me, I’m Augustine Gheorghe Rosethrawn, the proprietor of this lovely little shop–

[Just as he was about to continue, a blinding bright light suddenly appears besides him in the form of a glowing blue faery with bright blue wings and a nasty attitude. While the pixie's silhouette can barely be seen, its shrill squeaky voice can be heard quite loudly.]

This cheeky old vampire thinks he's a gardener despite stealin' all my flowers for himself! He got some nerve, don't he? He's all proud of himself for settin' up shop in this dirty old hole in the wall.

[Looking absolutely mortified by the sudden appearance of this unwanted guest, the faery continues defaming his character for all to witness.]

You know what else he's been doin' around here? Whinin' and moanin' about his misfortunes like some wee babe. I get sick of just listening to him! Honestly, you would think someone as old as him would be more at peace with oneself but he's not!

A cryin' shame, really.

[His shock gives away for anger as he tries to swat the faery out of his face but he misses. It flies high above his head for a moment before getting just eye level with him again.]

He thinks himself as some sort of hero for helpin' find the Mourning Lantern but he's just another HEARTLESS idiot who thinks he knows everything!

[An honest to god hiss escapes the dhampir as he tries in vain to grab the faery. However, she thankfully vanishes just mere seconds before he could crush her within his bandaged palm. Yes, his right is hand is bandaged for some oddity. Maybe something happened before hand? Probably. Nevertheless, the faery leaves him to deal with the aftermath.]


…Well, it seems I have a pest problem.

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(ooc: anthanasia's hortus is open for business! if anyone's interested in the shop, feel free to reach out in DM or the likes.)

[ The video begins with what's probably a familiar sight for a lot of Restless: the notice board in the harbor. A breeze causes the notices to flutter and in response, a hand reaches from behind the camera to press against one near the edge of the board, making sure it doesn't go anywhere. ]

--there.

[ Once the wind dies down the hand withdraws and the camera turns with it, held at arm's length to reveal a young looking man with dark hair...and bunny ears. He gives the lens a big smile! ]

Good day! To those I've yet to meet, I am Cedrik Reede, an adventurer. If you'll indulge me, I'd like to share with you all a project I've been working on.

[ The camera turns again, showing the road ahead as Cedrik walks past the board, heading for a building nearby. It's close enough that not even a minute has passed before he tuns down a stairwell built into an alley, leading to a door.

There's a sign painted above the mantle and a square of parchment nailed to the front, all painted with large, easily readable letters...if you know Eorzean script. Thankfully, Cedrik reads it out for the benefit of those who can't.

For the sign on the top: ]

"Welcome to the Adventurers' Guild."

[ And the notice on the door: ]

"Rule one, joining is optional.
Rule two, members add their names to the ledger.
Rule three, do not give cause to make more rules."

[ With that he pushes open the door, revealing a dimly lit but clean room, set up to serve as a bar. The furniture is all piecemeal, scavenged from around the harbor and beyond, but it's clean and sturdy...at least for now. There are even a selection of bottles on the shelves and, resting on the bar top, an open book with quill and ink.

After sweeping the camera around to show off the little space, he focuses on the book and reaches for it. Taking the quill, he dips it and writes his name at the top of the first blank page. Finally he turns the camera back on himself, his smile having turned into something deeply proud. ]

Some of you I've spoken to before about this and I must apologize for taking so long to get everything together. I pray you still have an interest in joining. Of course, all are welcome! It is my hope to see your names alongside my own in the near future.

[ He presses his hand to his chest and dips his head forward in a bow before ending the broadcast. ]


(OOC: More details to be found here! The Adventurers' Guild is officially open!)

hi everyone!

I know that unlife has literally been A LOT for just about everyone here, and if you're still trying to recover then I completely understand! but for anybody who has the brainpower, I have a very big and very important ask, one I can't anybody else! It's gotta be you!!

[ Attached to this post are some photos ]

this big boy needs a name and I am beyond bad at this kind of thing!! winner gets naming rights and something special from me~ ✨🎁

he's also got a bunch of much smaller siblings that are looking for furever homes! they're all really cute but they need more space to hop around than what I've got. if you're interested I can take some pics!