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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

something is not the same50.171.49.175Posted On February 07, 2017 at 8:14 AM by amelia marek



She sits at the bar, doing nothing but shifting around the stir stick in her drink. Ice cubes clink at the sides of her glass as she thinks about the fear that is coursing through her veins. She is being ridiculous. She would be fine! There was nothing here that would harm her – just a few humans minding their own business (minus one who she believed might be trying to pick her up and take her home). She took a sip of her drink as the man settled next to her. Eyes looked over to him, as she watched him settle into his own seat. Vampire. Good. At least she was safe without someone sitting next to her that wanted to kill her.

A deep sigh left her lip as the song on the jukebox turned to something more sinister. It was a song about defeat and fear – something that was so pressing on her today. She was silent as she thought about her life and how much had happened in the short time she had been living here in Sacrosanct. Through an unfortunate set of circumstances, she had met Troy – a fairy who hated vampires. But she had shown him that not all vampires should be hated – that they could be respected. At first, Troy had been unsure about Amelia’s unconventional love for all supernatural species, but he was coming around to see her side. Though he still kept his own opinions, he did seem to enjoy spending time with her. It was nice to just be able to be herself in the presence of another.

The gentleman beside spoke and it broke the train of thought in her head. Eyes looked up to offer the gentleman next to her a smile. “You can say that. I suppose the same can be said about yourself.” Eyes looked him over. He was cute. She didn’t recognize him, then again, she didn’t know too many people in this city. She finished off her gin and tonic before she looked up at the bartender. “Can I get a glass of your finest Riesling wine?” Amelia had always been a classy girl, usually preferring a good glass of wine over hard liquor. When she was handed the glass of wine, she sipped it slowly, feeling the tension slowly leave her body.






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