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.
audette rousseau
There was something...entirely unimpressive of the building Audette found herself being guided behind. It's very facade seemed terribly bland and certainly not the sort of place she might go to find something spectacular of the spiraling metropolis. Nevertheless, the ballerina followed her companion towards the back of the building and the staircase he wished to guide her up. She listened astutely as her Dark Hunter companion spoke of the building's rather unfortunate history with vampires. How they seemed to be the continual disdain of the city itself, though after Audette's encounter, she could hardly fault her companion nor the building's own for their detest. Nevertheless, Audette began her upward ascent, the ballering paused only briefly to glance over her shoulder and inquire after the rather vague 'problem' that had afflicted the apartment complex. She listened inquisitively as Adrien spoke of the undead gang that had taken over the area, demanding money in exchange for some mock asseveration of safety. Audette was unsurprised to hear how quickly the situation had spiraled, his story culminating quite at the same time the pair reached the roof of the building. The clove hue of the ballerina's gaze followed the gesture of his hand and towards the cityscape painted beautifully before her.
A soft gasp left her lips in awe of the view she was afforded. Audette hardly required coaxing at all as she moved towards the edge of the apartment roof, still listening all the while to the soft baritone of Adrien's voice as he admitted he did have a room here, at the owner's insistence. Audette was wholly unaware of her proximity to her companion, her entire attention focused upon the view as she insisted they could see all of the West from this very spot. Adrien's head bobbed easily in response as he informed her that few vampires now haunted this very spot - his presence alone apparently enough to cause the undead to stalk other spots. "They are very lucky to have you." Audette commented as she glanced over towards him with a warm simper. As it was, the ballerina was certain that this was the perfect place to indulge in their little treats. Carefully, the young woman climbed up the cement ledge, only to settle upon the top of it, her feet dangling easily over the brick face of the building. She pat the spot beside her with her free hand, only to bring her beverage to her lips, the girl indulging in the warmth of it as she waited for him to join her.
She hardly had to wait long before he stepped up and onto the ledge, lowering himself carefully on the thick piece of cement, his legs swaying easily with hers over the edge. Audette was willing to admit that this was certainly a better part of the city then the girl had recently had the chance to...partake in. She hardly dwelled on her misfortune, however, as her gaze instead focused on the bag of treats nestled within Adrien's hand. She gestured towards the bag as she inquired weather or not Adrien had ever before tasted the delectableness of her favored chocolate croissants, only for her date to admit it had been a very long time since he'd even indulged in a cookie. A soft gasp left the young ballerina's lips as she eyed her companion in mock horror. "Ahh Adrien! You do not live, mon amie! Quickly, before you wither away and die from your lack of chocolat." The young woman jested as she encouraged her companion to open the bag of goodies they had procured. Her Dark Hunter companion opened the paper bag, only to offer it towards her to pluck from it's depths the first of her desired treats. Carefully she pulled the powdered croissant from it's wrappings, the very sight of it caused her features to brighten with notable glee. Oh, how she adored the French treat, even if she knew well it would pale in comparison to those originating from France itself.
Her lips parted as Audette took a delighted bite of the croissant, a soft sound of satisfaction reverberated in the back of her throat at the very taste of pastry, chocolate, and butter melding into one perfect combination. She happily chewed on her treat, only to glance over at her companion with a warm simper. Audette swallowed before her head bobbed eagerly. The simper upon her features only grew as the Hunter inquired after their name, "Pain au Chocolat....Adrien, you...." Her finger rose to lightly press the tip of her own nose even in spite of the giggle upon her lips. "You have a bit of sugar here." She gestured, her French lit all the more present in her girlish glee. The young girl watched him frantically wipe the powdered sugar away, her head bobbing to indicate he had gotten it before, she took another bite of her own croissant. She shifted easily upon the barrier, tucking her feet beneath her as her gaze turned out towards the city's skyline. She was content, for several moments, to simply nibble upon her croissant and relish in the warmth of her latte before Adrien's voice redirected her attention, her clove colored irises focused entirely upon him as he questioned after her idle comment far earlier in the evening. Ah, so he hadn't forgotten that.
A soft breath left Audette's lips before her gaze sheepishly turned away from him. "Ah, you are going to lecture me if I tell you, I can already feel it." The girl admitted, even if she was rather certain she had followed all of the rules he had impressed upon her after their first encounter. "Oui, very well. I sort of...walked into a mugging? There was another fae and these men were trying to take his wallet. They shot him and he threw...oh, I don't know...it was..like pollen? But it burned them like acid...it was...terrible." That was putting it lightly, their screams sometimes haunted Audette in her dreams, the girl hardly inclined to stick around to see the damage and how terribly guilty she felt for even that! It had been a moment where neither man had felt...right, even if Audette, in the end, chose to help the one that hadn't threatened to shoot her. A soft sigh left her lips, followed by a subtle frown as she glanced over towards her companion. "Please tell me your city is not usually so exciting?"