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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 December 25, 2016 at 3:49 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

The vampire's bright blue eyes remained stationary upon his maker as he so sought to pull her attention away from the door she so blatantly stared at. He was well aware of the noises upon the other side of that door, his own predatory senses entirely in overdrive from the lack of fresh blood he'd partaken in what felt like days. The vampire was utterly starving, his own extensive use of his abilities so causing that hunger to worsen than it otherwise would have. And yet, despite that need for blood, Sebastian was so decidedly against the death of those lovers. Their very actions so within the realm of his own element. Those French lyrics his maker so presented him with caused his eyebrows to raise ever so slightly. Sebastian had hardly anticipated that the young girl might be capable of other languages besides that English one they so shared. After all, the Englishman knew decidedly little of the girl who had so murdered him and created him into what he was today. Still, it was a pleasant surprise and with particular ease, he switched to that language she so preferred. "Je connais." (I know.) He responded softly, offering her a small simper, "Nous allons manger bientot." (We'll get food soon.) Sebastian offered, attempting to reassure her even though he suspected it was an altogether futile effort.

It was her idle comment of his state of dress that saw the vampire rise ever so slightly, his head bobbing ever so slightly and yet, whatever reasoning he so had to offer the girl was entirely forgotten in the wake of her twirling, so clearly attempting to show off the gown she wore. A small simper crossed his features as he nodded once more. "Vous êtes belle, mon petit." (You look beautiful.) He responded quite effortlessly, those compliments were always particularly easy for Sebastian to find, even if it was with the one female he'd been so terribly certain he'd utterly despise. She had killed him, changed him, and abandoned him and yet, as she stood in front of him so showing off that dress she wore, he couldn't help those strange urges to protect her, to please her. It was a peculiar and unexpected twist for the vampire and yet, he could only assume it was the result of whatever so bound them together. Still, he shook his head, pushing the thoughts away as his fingers fit into her hand, her inquiry causing his head to tilt to the side as he led her towards the bathroom and where his shirt and jacket were waiting for him.

The vampire released her hand, sliding on that button down shirt before quickly working at those buttons, "Il ya un endroit où nous devons nous arrêter, mais alors, je pensais que nous devrions aller chercher votre présent. Comment ça sonne?" (There's a place we must stop by, but then, I was thinking we should go get your present. How does that sound?) He inquired, his gaze turning back towards the child as he pulled that trench coat onto his figure. "Mais d'abord, la nourriture." (But first, food). The vampire added, presenting the girl with a smile. He had every intention to seeing their needs were met before they stepped out into the world at large. He moved from the bathroom, beckoning the girl to follow him as he picked up the phone, fully intending to call down to the front desk to request one of their willing blood donors.



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