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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

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Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night: EVE THORN108.245.133.46Posted On March 10, 2017 at 3:35 PM by Archer Faxfair

Archer Faxfair
470 years - Fae - Male - Hawethorn Village

Who better to know of a missing artifact than an old monarch herself? Archer had kept himself well and truly out of the courts of the fae after having escaped one of them long ago - it hadn't been without consequence. Changed then cursed. It was no wonder he had little taste for his own 'kind'. Blaise had changed that. Just thinking of her made his attention falter; the feelings he was growing for the woman seemed to intensify each day but always he could see a hesitancy, a distance there, although he wasn't sure what prevented her from bridged the distance with him. Sometimes he thought it was because she was so fearful of being found by her aunt and being dragged back to the Unseelie court to be tried as a traitor. While he didn't know Blaise in her time before being in Sacrosanct, he also felt strongly that she had not stolen whatever this artifact was. She hadn't really told him what it was and he hadn't pried, noting her defense when he brought it up.

If Archer wasn't so blind, perhaps he could see what a fool he was. But fools are most often blind, are they not?

So he had begun to track and monitor the whereabouts of on old monarch who had come to Sacrosanct. Maybe she had intended her presence to be quiet and hidden but one such as her could not remain so in a city full of supernaturals. The grapevine was extensive and detailed and remaining murky was a tough business. But he had learned that the Queen of Thorns was here; the very same Queen who had been stolen as a human, which made him feel a kinship with her, and also the one who had turned on her fae husband and had him killed.

It was clear she was not to be toyed with and after having trailed her for a while in the shadows he decided it was high time to approach. And approach he did, wearing a black business jacket over a white shirt and tailored pants - they were not incredibly expensive but they were comforting to him. It reminded him of the bygone days when men were expected to remain tidy and presentable. His hair is tousled around his head from the wind and wide blue eyes find Eve easily enough in the VooDoo room.

She seems to radiate power but so does he. He contains his well, pulling it close, hiding it as much as he can as he draws closer to her, pausing next to her chair. "Eve Thorn, Queen of Thorns," he says in a smooth voice, respectful. One such as her should always be shown respect and besides, he was once a Knight. A Queen was always a Queen. He gives a small dip of his head, as was customary these days. "I am Archer and I was hoping you had the time to speak with me regarding an issue that I have, my lady."

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