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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
    1 employees

    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

Where you invest your love, you invest your life; 192.206.23.249Posted On June 21, 2017 at 11:23 AM by DAREIOS





It's not the long walk home that will change this heart, but the welcome I receive after the restart.



Dareios moves gracefully through the shadows of his poorly lit home, gliding almost as he guides his guest into a sitting room and out of the cold foyer at the entrance to his immaculate brownstone. The room is cozy and quiet. The details of the various antique furniture and shelving aren't quite as elaborate as what the vampire had picked for his coveted office and library, an adjacent space Sorcha had visited before, but this smaller room was nearly just as delectable. If nothing else, Dareios prided himself on his general good and classic taste. Perhaps that's why his furniture business was so lucrative. Even if he had many, many years to perfect his business acumen, charm and finesse were based on instinct, not practice, and could not be so easily replicated.

The vampire takes Sorcha's playful banter in good spirits, smiling and scoffing at the comment about his age and even returning her clever wink with one of his own. "I like to think of myself similar to a fine wine...." He says nonchalantly, allowing his voice to trail off before he took a seat in a plush blood red chair near the stained-glass window. "I get better with age." He said flirtatiously, bringing his hands together in his lap.

Dareios watches the witch as she moves idly around the room. He takes careful note of the detail in her wrist as her hand lingers delicately on the back of a leather chair. When he starts to hear her heartbeat in his ears, he stands quickly and looks away. "Yes, I can cook. Quite well, I think." He said, far from boasting by the tone in his voice. Like everything else, he'd had a lot of time to practice. And like his long list of other hobbies, Dareios was determined to be the best he could be at it. It wasn't his fault his brain wired him to be a perfectionist.

He watches curiously as Sorcha saunters over, linking her arm in his. Her touch feels so warm, so alive, it felt so foreign that if he too, were a traditional living, breathing creature, he imagined their intimate collision would have brought goosebumps to the back of his neck. "How do you feel about pasta?" He asks, taking a step forward to lead the way toward the kitchen.


Dareios Auerbach | Vampire | Vinyl



So sorry this took so loooonnnngggggg!!!!

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