Within the Northern vicinity of the city, the wealthy gather behind meticulously trimmed hedges and high-class architecture. The pristine streets are paved with stone and the storefronts are brightly lit and inviting - for the right clientele. In the North, every establishment is eager 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 - whether it happens to be illegal or merely involves 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 allows them the luxuries that the North provides.
Eternity
The VooDoo Room
The Witchery
The newly opened Eternity is an expensive fine dining restaurant nestled high upon the hills of the North - providing it a breathtaking view of the city below. The award-winning chefs at Eternity collaborate directly with local farmers and producers to source the freshest ingredients for its ever-changing menu. The staff at Eternity pride themselves on serving each customer's unique dietary needs - from the vampiric to the mortal races. Reservations are strongly encouraged as Eternity is frequently booked to capacity.
Located in the heart of the North, the Voodoo Room is the spirits lover's destination of choice in Sacrosanct. The Voodoo room is a craft cocktail bar that aims to provide an eclectic and exotic atmosphere. Nestled among the William Morris wallpaper, gold, and wood, you will find a new kind of neighborhood cocktail bar. One where hospitality and skill work in concert. With intoxicating liquors and a voodoo vibe, the Voodoo room will keep you coming back for more. Guided by the mantra of providing a one of a kind, high-end experience, the Voodoo Room's mixologists meet the highest standards with a fantastically themed selection of cocktails and specials.
Dark, Gothic, and thoroughly theatrical, the Witchery is a place to indulge yourself with it's lavish, theatrical suites. Whatever room you choose, you'll find glamor, indulgence, and luxury. From the Vestry to the Library and the Armory, the suites of the Witchery are nothing short of sensually romantic. A stay at the Witchery is not complete without dining in the rich baroque surroundings of the original oak-paneled hotel or among the elegant candle-lit charms of the Secret Garden. Whether you stay or dine, The Witchery is an unforgettably magical experience.
Malek Ackerman
You're my water. You're my wine.
The excitement in Arlo's eyes has Malek grinning at the younger vampire. He was perhaps, delighted in his own right that Arlo shared the same enthusiasm as did the older man. Though for very different reasons he was certain. "They were in a desert in South America, but that was a long time ago, they very well could have relocated," he shrugs slightly. "Unfortunately, I can't give you their exact location as I swore an oath to the coven to never reveal where they lived, however I could take you there sometime. I don't know you Arlo, but I can see you seek answers that you don't have. I can answer whatever questions you may have but as I was only an observer of their... culture, I cannot begin to fathom how or why vampires were made as they were."
Malek offers Arlo something he would offer anyone. A chance to explore, to discover, to learn about this world. He's entirely uncertain if Arlo will accept the offer or not, but either way it made no difference to the vampire.
As he explained just what Arlo was, he could see the questions flying through the younger man's eyes. Mal was honestly impressed that he didn't start bombarding him with questions, yet the man didn't have enough time as Malek bit himself and allowed the scent of blood to waft into the air. It was only a split second later that had Arlo's head whipping towards him. The older vampire merely gave an encouraging smile as he extended his arm, the man was far too trusting but he had, had centuries to see the best in others.
Arlo was young but he could help him with self-control, or at the very least help him not get killed because his hunger blinds him from the other dangerous associated with older vampires. It didn't take long for the younger vampire to finish closing the distance and raising his wrist to his mouth. The teeth that slowly sank into his skin was a rather intimate feeling, one he didn't particularly mind but it was still something he would be careful to never allow himself to do unless it was someone he was rather intimate with. Resting a hand on Arlo's shoulder, preparing himself to push the vampire away, lest he take too much, he allows his mind to wander back to Chizue.
Now that was someone he wouldn't mind being intimate with.
Smiling softly to himself, he keeps part of his focus on Arlo as he lets himself drift through his thoughts, sorting through ideas of how he can help the man. Unfortunately, he only managed to come to the same conclusion over and over. Arlo simply needed a body to feed off of in order to keep himself under control. Sighing, he didn't particularly mind offering himself up but he didn't necessarily want to be at the beck and call of someone at any moment. Shrugging, he allows the young man to take a few more swigs before he puts pressure on Arlo's shoulder, not enough to push him away, but just enough to let him know he couldn't take anymore without Mal feeling faint.
"Arlo, that's enough." He states quietly, though his voice holds a note of authority that wasn't there before.
You're my whiskey. From time to time.