Stop posting anonymously.

If you have a question you want answered, own it.

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wouldn't it be funny if all the replies were anonymous]

How are you thinking of this place?

Do you think you're a prisoner of some sort of powerful magic or do you think you're dead? Or is it something else?

If it's death, were you close to dying when you then woke up here? Because I know I wasn't. I cannot die so if this is death, I have some questions.

( though marc spector is relatively newly arrived, it is not his first, nor his second, or even his third experience with something like this. he's dressed in his clothes — or vestments, as he likes to call them: an all-white three-piece suit decorated with small crescent moon details and a larger crescent moon embroidered on the forehead of the mask he's wearing.

when he speaks though, the voice is fairly ordinary — adult male, chicago-accented with hints of new york here and there. )

Good evening. Some of us have met, but for those of us who haven't, my name is Mr. Knight. ( is it? no, of course not, but it's the only name he's sought to provide anywhere. ) I'm the high priest of Khonshu — one of the gods of the moon. Formerly, I ran a mission out of Manhattan. ( beat. ) For the protection of those who travel at night. ( is he going to elaborate on what that means? no. not really. ) A status of being that includes all present here.

( punctuated by a breath of a pause and a slight, fleeting glance to one side. )

While I lack all the resources I had previously, a preist does not need much. If anyone finds themselves in need, from the mundane through to the weird — quests, protection, investigations—. ( marc unfurls a gloved hand and lifts a shoulder in a minute shrug. ) Please, don't hesitate to get in touch.

This isn't my first rodeo, as they say.

( ooc— marc will absolutely be looking at running a version of his midnight mission out of stygia. for the time being, he'll simply want to raise his profile a touch, make sure he's known. he operates predominately at night but keeps irregular sleeping patterns so can and will be contactable during the day. )

ik this is going to sound like an episode of 60 Minutes that never got aired, but I have smelled worryingly like blood for the past week or so.

Please pre-emptively cool it on the wild guesses, though. God forbid any of this winds up vaguely sexual like Keith's thing (F, buddy). No, I haven't even been injured lately. No, it's not my time of the month. No, I'm not actually a murderer. I woke up one day, sniffed foul air, and have been increasingly ill since.

Does anyone have any idea what I can even do about this? bc I feel like I've tried literally everything but bathing in bleach.

Oh, actually, for ppl who don't want to interact with my TMI, what are your favourite movies? I work at the theatre in Mirth now and I'll get a 2% raise if I bring in more traffic, so I kinda have a vested interest in knowing what kinds of things you'd wanna see screened. Set can't pay for everything yk lol.

Thanks.

I'm interested in traveling to the Hinterlands to investigate the fallen star and perhaps collect a shard or two. To that effect, I'm looking for one (1) partner to take along with me.

I would prefer that you're combat-capable in case something goes awry, but it is not a necessity. If you're good at sneaking around, that's even better.

Comment below and let's work something out. If you have already been to see the fallen star, I'd greatly appreciate your recollection of the events.

EDIT: I'm good now, thanks. Feel free to comment regardless if you'd like to share your experience with collecting the star shard.

(( ooc: for clarification, i'm happy to take multiple people on separate rounds of this notice board quest! this isn't to game the system and get mulitple rewards, i just want Interactions™ ))

(( ooc 2: i am a terrible planner. LMAO. in the interest of not drowning myself with multi-track questing, i'll be editing this post and cutting off participants. thank you for responding ;_; ))

HUMANS
TELL ME HOW YOU CHEER EACH OTHER UP WHEN YOU'RE BEING PATHETIC AND SAD
I HAVE TRIED TO FEED MINE FOOD AND OFFER TO FIGHT HIM MULTIPLE TIMES BUT NEITHER OF THESE TACTICS HAVE WORKED
HIS SAD FEELINGS ARE ANNOYING AND MUST BE PUT TO AN END HOW DO I MAKE THEM STOP?

We've all had some time to settle in. Hopefully everyone's holding up all right!

For those of you I haven't spoken with, my name's Sakura. I'm both a doctor and healer and I have a little ad hoc clinic down by the docks. （ a helpful location ping follows this. ） If you ever find yourself needing medical care, please reach out and let me know. There's at least one other person here with medical experience that I know of as well, but I'll let them speak up if they want to make themselves known — and I'm happy to collaborate with anyone else, none of us can be everywhere at once.

（ paging terraria, party of bird. ）

As for my reason for addressing you all... I'm looking to keep blood on hand for medical emergencies, transfusions and any surgeries that may be necessary. If anyone is willing to come down to the clinic and give a donation, it'd be very appreciated. I promise it only hurts a little! And you'll even get a candy afterwards! While supplies last.

Those with O-negative and O-positive types would be ideal. If you don't happen to know what your blood-type is, I can run a test for you.

Thanks everyone!

（ she's almost finished, and it seems like that might have been the last thing... but a few minutes later, she clicks the feed on again: ）

I'm still looking for information on anyone who's undergone the soulbond as well. Purely for research purposes. You can reply anonymously if you'd like, or privately if that's easier. I promise anything you say will be kept confidential.

[ 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!)

Hello! This is Lady Rudbeckia de Borgia. 😊 I wanted to speak to... the new Restless? Um. Those of us who have arrived recently. Actually, that was the first thing I wanted to discuss!

1) Should we have a name for ourselves??? Maybe that seems silly but everyone else here in the Netherworld is also part of the Restless, aren't they? So if I want to address "us" as a group then I can't just say the Restless... And I think we are a group! It would be nice if we all worked together.

2) What districts is everyone staying in? I was curious to know how spread out we are. I've been staying in Serene so the Oakwoods thing was really really scary for me. 😰 Does everyone have proper housing? Should we be making an effort to fix some of the empty houses??

3) Do we... have a plan????