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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

    Sous Chef Elenore Dorian

they're mopping up the butcher's floor;75.72.150.45Posted On April 19, 2017 at 10:35 AM by kearn.

it's a shallow little world

Well, at least the man - if you could call him that; with some there was more beast in their blood than anything, and Kearn had his suspicions in this case - wasn’t one to mince words.

That’s about the only upside he can think of as a heavy boot comes down, again and again, smashing his very expensive prize and offering a very clear metaphor. The boy watches, lips pressed into a thin line, his fingers curling into a loose fist. It was hard not to imagine the watch being something else, far more dear.

The Viking’s hand is rough and Kearn must force himself not to recoil from the way it has him caught; he is no fan of human touch. He can coax a lock as gently as a lover, and that was by far the kind of contact he preferred. Still, he holds it steady, and his gaze drops to the pile of debris the Viking leaves there. The watch had been reduced to nothing but useless shards of metal and glass, minuscule cogs that would never turn again, and limp leather.

“You make a succinct point,” he says, meeting those eyes like ice chips, and now there is a ghost of a smile that does not meet his own eyes. With no trash can nearby, he slips the mangled strap and face into his pocket and hopes no shards decide to make their home there.

“Kearn.” He shrugs when the man continues, the slightest lifting of a shoulder. Hands it would be, then - nothing he hadn’t been before. His hands were already dirty; it would be no hardship to keep them so for the Viking and his crew. Flora would mock him, of course, but Flora wasn’t here, and there was a good reason for that. He seemed to be on thin enough ice as it was; involving her in the Utlagi business would likely make it shatter beneath them both.

“Anything particular I should know before we get started?” He was ready, he found, to get out of this park, away from all the sheep - and the lion among them. He was a thing made for shadows, not full sun.




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