North

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.

What You'll Find Here

Eternity
The VooDoo Room
The Witchery

Eternity

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.

The VooDoo Room

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.

The Witchery

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.

bee to the blossom, moth to the flame; each to his passion; what's in a name?


Posted on December 18, 2017 by MIYAKO AIKEN
North



The hospital was slammed tonight. For whatever reason, everyone and their mom was here tonight, not all of them serious injuries, most in them in fact were simple. I cut hand here that needed to be rinsed, sanitized and bandage, a woman who had complained about her head and only ended up being dehydration, a little boy who had wrecked on his bicycle and his protective parents brought him in, demanding he be scanned from head to toe; he got a Superman Band-Aid on his knee. Exhaustion pulled at her, demanding she find a quiet corner somewhere and sleep, she had already been here for fifteen hours and barely managed to scarf down a sandwich before the next ambulance rolled in. So, it was no surprise when a nurse came rushing up to her demanding she go see a patient in the room a few doors down.

Taking a clip board, she glances at the wound, frowning slightly as she looks up to tell the nurse she needed to get the doctor for this, but the nurse had already disappeared. Sighing, she was interning under the doctor, she had authority and could demand this be brought before the doctor. Yet, no matter how good Miya was at her job, she was still a little meek and didn't particularly care to bark orders at others, plus, the wound didn't seem serious, she could handle it just fine. Squaring her delicate shoulders, she marches down the hall, pushing back that fatigue for a little while longer. Quietly knocking on the door, she enters after a moment, only to be met face to face with an attractive younger man, his blonde locks casually tousled. Offering a smile, "Hello," she greets him before shutting the door and entering the room.

"I'm Miya, I'll be taking care of you tonight," she announces as she strolls forward, setting the clipboard down. Moving over to where he's sitting, Miya reaches out a hand, her delicate and soft fingers gentle on his injured arm, "May I?" she asks prior to lifting it and inspecting the rather deep wound. Frowning, she brushes away some of the dirt with her slender fingers, glancing at it a moment longer before returning his arm to his side. "You're definitely going to need stitches but I'm going to have to clean it first. You're lucky it didn't cut all the way to the bone," she murmurs quietly before standing up and striding to the other side of the room, retrieving equipment as she rummages through the cabinets. "What's your name?" she asks suddenly, realizing she had forgotten to check the paperwork, she had only been looking at the wound.

Returning to his side, she lays the equipment on the table, backtracking to wash her hands and glove herself. "What in the world were you doing?" she asks as she gently begins to dab at the dried blood around the wound. "This is going to hurt," she states, reaching for his arm again, her chocolate eyes flicking upwards to meet his, not sugar coating her words, "I have to scrub the dirt out before I can stitch it," she explains, waiting for his consent before she starts the rigorous process of ridding the dirt from the wound.

Miyako Aiken

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