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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

;; the fantasy on your mind50.46.99.184Posted On June 18, 2016 at 3:30 PM by SEBASTIAN ELLINGTON

Sebastian EllingtonI need to feel you again, feel my lips on your skin
for one night I could be him, no, I could be better

It was no secret that the vampiric child despised such risque activities - though why was quite a mystery to the man at her side. After all, bars and hovels had existed for as long as he could remember. Once upon a time the women could be found cluttering on the edge of the streets with their breasts quite nearly hanging out. By all standards, such activities had almost become subdued in some fashion or another as years continued to slip by. Of course, he had no true notion of exactly how old his maker was, much less her history or...well, anything really. For all Sebastian knew, the child like monstrosity could have by the byproduct of the Puritans or some such nonsense. His crystalline gaze shifted towards the young child, his lips momentarily pressing together with a frown and yet, he continued to follow her into the darkened space if only to spare the world at large the young child's fatal tantrums.

With a soft sigh, Sebastian followed the young girl into the bar, entirely ignoring the looks the pair received. This was certainly not the first time the vampire had been rewarded with the blatant stares of bar patrons and would surely be the last one either. After all, this was very much Sebastian's world - the men and women that sat within these cushioned chairs attempting to ignore the time that passed before their troubled eyes. Instead, Sebastian's crystalline gaze settled entirely upon Anna-Marie, listening to words that only half made sense to him. Clearly, whomever this woman was had a sort of attachment to the child though, it would seem that she too disagreed with Anna-Marie's cruel and selfish methods for her consumption of blood. The child had no regard for life and it seemed as if he was hardly the only one that had become a victim of this narcissism. He couldn't help but to wonder how many this Ceara had murdered for his maker's amusement, much less how she had stuck to her own ways for so long before, finally, a far more important question crossed his mind - did Ceara too owe her creation to the deranged child that led him?

His bright blue gaze turned towards the blonde woman that his child companion bounded towards, his eyes momentarily drifting from head to toe in an inquisitive fashion. He hardly bothered to utter even a word of explanation as the young girl exclaimed quite loudly that he was hers. Thankfully, he was momentarily spared from spending any prolonged time within the child's presence by the suggestion she should go upstairs and play 'tea party' with some unnamed man. Sebastian's gaze momentarily turned towards the young girl, offering her a small simper before uttering softly, "Go play nicely." He relied entirely upon his own affinity to coax the child to want to please him before he released his affinity upon her, his gaze momentarily watched the girl bound up the stairs and out of his hair. A soft breath of relief left Sebastian's lips, his shoulders shrugging downwards ever so slightly in a nearly exhausted fashion. Unfortunately, he was hardly out of the deep end yet - a fact which he was reminded of by the sound of soprano lyrics. His gaze turned towards the female he now knew as Ceara before his head bobbed ever so slightly. 'Yes, that would be.....nice." He stated simply, moving to sit in front of the young woman. "I'm afraid with her I seem to eternally be at the wrong place at the worst time." He muttered softly, after all, what other words could be used to explain all that he'd been through at Anna-Marie's hands.



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