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

join the club of the dull and dying


Posted on March 24, 2022 by Christian
North

Was it just him or did Emmy seem deep in thought over what he considered just a light comment about her having better standards than that? She grew quiet for a moment and the warlock took the time just to study her. She was such a mystery to him, so different than other women who had made their way over to him. When he told her it was easier to be numb, he saw a flash of something like recognition in her eyes and his lips curled a little. Yeah, she seemed to know exactly what he was talking about. Somehow she understood, just like he thought she would. But again, there was that dark look again like she wasn't ready to think about that kind of stuff. He was still drowning in his darkness so that might be hard water for him to stay out of.

He also assumed she wouldn't sing her own stuff. Probably thought it would sound better from someone else, or she didn't think it was good enough for the public. Either way, he believed she was wrong. She told him she was too shy and he tilted his head. "So, you're saying I should ply you with more Bourbon first?" He was teasing, of course. He wouldn't purposely try to get her drunk, but he was kind of curious about her songs, now. Maybe they could revisit it at another time. As if she was thinking the same thing, she told him she hadn't had enough to drink and he chuckled.

Next, she turned the tables back on him, saying she'd seen him in here before. When she asked for his type, he was actually surprised. He pulled back a little and quirked a brow, thoughtful for a minute before his face grew serious and his voice, quiet. "Usually the type that won't ask too many questions or notice too much. Don't want them to figure out my secret, after all." He looked up at her as he said the last part, waiting to see if she'd take the bait.


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