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    The North

    Within the Northern vicinity of the city the wealthy gather behind meticulously trimmed hedges and high class victorian architecture. The streets are paved with stone, the buildings are made of brick, and the storefronts are brightly lit and inviting. In the North every establishment is made to cater to the rich and the wealthy. Many such places are used to the sometimes peculiar requests of the otherworldly but here there is little that money cannot buy - weather it be illegal or merely looking the other way. Vampires and Dark Hunters are often found upon these Northern streets, their long lives often contributing to their sizable wealth which allow them the luxuries that the North provides.

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    St. Pancras Station

    owned by Eve Thorn
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    St. Pancras Station

    A historical train station renovated in to a luxury resort-style country club that unites Victorian elegance with contemporary style. Relax in the full-service spa featuring spa treatments, saunas, spa pools with hydro therapy & aqua bar, and relaxation lounges. The club offers many dining and entertainment options including Seven Sisters Lounge, Victoria Bistro, Barlow Gastropub and the formal St. Pancras restaurant as well as boutique shopping and event halls. Join The Chambers Club for a more exclusive entertainment experience.

    Owner Eve Thorn

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    The VooDoo Room

    owned by Ceara Hade
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    The VooDoo Room

    The Voodoo Room is an award winning bar that aims to provide an eclectic and exotic atmosphere. The bar is filled with intoxicating liquors and a voodoo vibe to keep you coming back. Their mixologists meet the highest standards with our fantastical themed selections of cocktails and specials.

    Owner Ceara Hade

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    The Witchery

    owned by Rowena Metcalf
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    The Witchery

    Dark, gothic, and throughly theatrical, the Witchery is a place to indulge yourself with it's fabulously lavish suites. Whatever room you choose, you'll find glamor, indulgence and luxury. The suites you have to choose from are: the Vestry, Sempill, the Old Rectory, the Library, the Turret, Heriot, Guardsroom, Armory.

    Owner Rowena Metcalf

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My Own Form of CHAOS67.143.208.99Posted On October 27, 2017 at 6:13 PM by Damon Marcello



He agreed with Anna full heartedly that there was nothing wrong with being the monster they were created to be. He had accepted his fate as a vampire a long long time ago and that wasn't changing anytime soon. He was meant to hunt and taste fresh human blood straight from the vein. It's what they were built for so why not enjoy it? He wasn't going to spend his entire existence moping about what he is and trying to fight his own nature. He wasn't his brother, after all. Stefan had tried that whole "oh, I hate myself, won't someone kill me and put me out of this misery?" thing and hey, maybe the whole brooding thing works for him but Damon couldn't be bothered. He liked what he was and he wanted to stay alive. He wanted to enjoy the simple things, like hunting.

He listened as Anna told him Sebastian didn't hunt like other vampires. He nodded in acknowledgement. "Some just can't accept what they are. It's sad, really." Pity shone in his eyes as he sighed and shook his head. He could tell Anna wasn't too happy as she stated that she had to pretend not to hunt anymore. He nodded but kneeled down to her eye level. "Just remember, it's only pretend. You just have to be more discreet about where you hunt and who sees you. Think of it as a game of hide and seek." His lips tugged into a mischeveious smirk, hoping she'd catch on. But she was growing impatient, saying she didn't want to learn right now, she wanted to eat. He could understand that, his lips tugging into a grin now as she took a door off the hinges and startled the businessmen behind it. He chuckled under his breath as he stepped in behind her, tilting his head in amusement at the two men.

At her question, he winked and moved to the closest man to him, so fast that the man could only yelp as he seemed to disappear from the doorway and suddenly appear behind him. "Well...if you insist." He purred as he then yanked the man's head to the side and sunk his fangs into his neck, drinking deep with low murmurs of appreciation.



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