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.
Killian Carrick
The Call Home ... The Tune In Our Hearts
As his hand met Christian's, he felt that spark. It was undeniable, and unmistakable; The sign that only warlocks and witches would known. So Christian was a warlock, and now Killian was slightly nervous. His family didn't exactly have a good history with others, as his past would say. There's no way he could be part of that coven, could he? There's no way he was involved with the Hand of Bálor coven, and he was most certain that their grasp hadn't reached this far. He was certain of that much. But he had to rid himself of the thought. The Hand of Bálor were primarily based in Ireland as far as he recalled, and he would hope it would stay that.
Killian did stop to think for a moment on where Christian did come from.
He didn't have an accent like Killian did, but his smooth voice was rather pleasing to the ears. Not to mention there was something rather appealing about him. But he didn't want to come off strong, because assumptions were not something Killian was known for. He liked to hear it from the horse's mouth instead of him looking like an ass, which he'd done plenty of times before and he wasn't about to relive those memories of old; Or bring them back around for that matter. Things were going too well for Killian at the moment anyway.
He finally had a job working at the Bistro, and he was ecstatic about it, not to mention the idea of making his late parents proud always filled him with good energy. And Christian, had a good energy about him as well despite his brooding demeanor.
What was going on in that mind of Christian's, Killian thought to himself briefly. He could practically see the cogs turning in his head.
"Oh sorry lad. I was off in thought."
Killian said with a little chuckle in his voice, and raising his arms up a bit and then lowering them.
"I am Irish though. Came to Sacrosanct directly from Ireland." Killian told him as he would then hear that strange question.
The sun? What on Earth was he on about? He didn't recall the sun being out today.
He was confused and ruffled his eyebrow at Christian.
"The sun? Sorry lad, I must of been working at the Bistro when the sun was out or somethin'."
Was he stupid for taking that question in a serious manner like that? Or did he fail a trick question of sorts?