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.
Ashes to Ashes
Posted on July 08, 2018 by Anna-Marie Belrose
The petite vampire child appeared very pleased, even proud, as Dorian followed her instructions and righted himself on the ice. The notion of his peculiar predicament being in the papers though was lost on her with a small simple tilt of her head before it was quickly forgotten. Anna joined Dorian at the wall he now held to for dear life once more. At least he had made it across the rink. "You can't get better if you don't practice." Surely Dorian didn't mean to give up at everything if it presented a challenge. Even so she seemed to not feel the need to press him further about it. Dorian had at least offered to remain and watch her skate for the remainder of her desired play time.
It was as she was considering the other skaters circling the ice that Dorian asked after whom had taught her. Such memories of her past were hard to reach even at the best of times. It was that thinking back, that digging prompted by his question, that brought a clarity to her eyes that was rarely there. "It got them first." Her voice was barely above a whisper at that fragmented memory that her equally fragmented mind grappled at. "The smell was-.." Her nose crinkled as if she could smell the rot of their flesh. "Everyone but my sister, she was at the castle, a lady to the princess. I thought it got her too but then I found her-...no..I didn't find her, not her...pieces of her." That clarity was slipping as the memories became blurred, unable to tell fact from fiction. Surely her mind was playing tricks on her. She remembered seeing her sister's face, but...not really her sister. An imposter perhaps? Yet the clothing...it was all wrong. Anna's head shook, one hand lifting to press to her temple with her face wrinkling. How those memories pained her and how much easier it was to slip them back away behind that wall and simply be the killer she was made to be. Killers didn't have emotions to plague them.
Those hollow sapphire eyes were once more steady on Dorian as if the experience had never happened. "I will skate and you can watch me." That airy delighted tone was back in her voice, gracing the fae with a smile before she pushed off from the wall to join the others. Anna glided with ease amongst the others, accomplishing spins and a few jumps. Her gaze kept glancing over at Dorian to ensure he was still watching her as he had promised. As long as she had an audience she was happy; it was simple attention that she craved most times. Perhaps that was the lingering part of her child's brain. Either way it was easy to please tonight. It took only a half hour for Anna to tire and cease her skating once more at Dorian's side. "I'm tired. You can go now." With that she released Dorian from his promise as she too exited the rink, exchanging the skates and slipping away into the shadows without another glance.
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