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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

My Own Form of CHAOS (Arlo/Isolt)67.143.208.53Posted On November 07, 2017 at 6:37 PM by Damon Marcello



He was beyond relieved to have Isolt back in his good graces. At least he could go back to enjoying her presence without feeling like he was walking on eggshells. Well, mostly. He was still sucking up to her in a way but that might never go away completely. There was a layer of trust he had wrecked through not once but twice now. While she may always love him, he had to earn her trust again. He knew that would be no easy feat. But in the meantime, she could enjoy all the expensive cuisine she wanted. Vampire friendly, of course. He wanted to spend time with her, show her that she was worth it. His hand eagerly reached for hers across the table as they waited for their meal. There was a live band playing slow romantic music and they had the VIP section all to themselves. He had almost reserved the whole restaurant, wanting nothing to get in the way of their time. His finger drew small heart patterns on the back of her palm, smirking at her in that devilish way he knew she liked.

As the waitor delivered their entrees, he made to dig in, but something caught his attention. He heard someone talking loudly. He could tell it was outside and usually he wouldn't have bothered but the voice sounded somehow familiar. Was that...Arlo? His head tilted and as he gave Isolt another roguish smile, his gaze swept over her shoulder to the window only to see none other than the younger vampire he'd come to befriend. He seemed to be on the run...but from what? Damon thought about ignoring it, just for a night. He glanced again at Isolt, wanting just to ignore all of his consciousness and just go on with their date, but somehow his gaze kept getting dragged back to Arlo. Dammit. This is what he got for trying to be nice. Just more trouble. When he heard more yelling, he decided he couldn't take it anymore. Standing, he waved the waitor over for the check and flashed Isolt an apologetic smile.

"Sorry, love. Would you excuse me for a moment?" Hoping she wouldn't be too pissed, he made his way out the restaurant and toward where he could still hear Arlo yelling at...well, someone. "Arlo? Buddy? Everything okay out here?" He called out as he made his way to where he could hear him.



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