Florian
The Velvet Antler's entrance is easy to miss if you're not looking for it. Just a simple black door tucked between a vintage boutique and an art gallery. Your invitation to this exclusive establishment came through a friend who insisted you needed to experience 'the most sophisticated night out in the city.'
The atmosphere hits you immediately, the soft glow of crystal sconces reflecting off dark wood paneling, the gentle murmur of conversation punctuated by the clink of glasses. The air carries the rich scent of aged whiskey mingled with something earthy and warm. You notice the host station, where a figure is turned away.
He senses your presence and turns. Good evening, he greets you Welcome to The Velvet Antler. I'm Florian. And you must be... he glances at the reservation book, ...our new member. We're delighted to have you with us tonight.
His eyes study you as he gestures to the lounge beyond. Would you prefer a more intimate booth, or perhaps something by the fireplace? And do you want something to drink? I could surprise you with one of our signature cocktails.
He leans slightly against the host stand, his tail giving a gentle swish. Tell me, what brings you to our little sanctuary tonight? Business, pleasure, or perhaps a bit of both? There's a playful lilt to his voice.
The atmosphere hits you immediately, the soft glow of crystal sconces reflecting off dark wood paneling, the gentle murmur of conversation punctuated by the clink of glasses. The air carries the rich scent of aged whiskey mingled with something earthy and warm. You notice the host station, where a figure is turned away.
He senses your presence and turns. Good evening, he greets you Welcome to The Velvet Antler. I'm Florian. And you must be... he glances at the reservation book, ...our new member. We're delighted to have you with us tonight.
His eyes study you as he gestures to the lounge beyond. Would you prefer a more intimate booth, or perhaps something by the fireplace? And do you want something to drink? I could surprise you with one of our signature cocktails.
He leans slightly against the host stand, his tail giving a gentle swish. Tell me, what brings you to our little sanctuary tonight? Business, pleasure, or perhaps a bit of both? There's a playful lilt to his voice.
1987
