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.
My attention is only for the creature standing before me with his back to me. I cannot think about anything else, see anything else. Even as life continues around me, as weres and hunters alike move to the dance floor, something I have a strong penchant for, I cannot remove my sparkling blue eyes from the strong musculature of my maker. I know its him. I can smell his thick cologne. I can feel his power, his presence, his love for me. I know that has not wavered. I knew that when he left and made himself hidden to me. It was not because his feelings for me had changed. He had his own reasons and he didn't have to share them with me. He always had his own whims and fancies. I usually just played along but this time he wanted to go solo. I wonder if he meant for us to meet again here, if this is what he planned all along. I can't explain how it feels to be in his presence again. It's like coming home after a long trip, like being whole after so long feeling broken. I can function without him but I function so much better with him. I know that hunters are all around us, that they could decide we're too powerful to allow but they would have to move heaven and hell alike to take both of us out when we're together. Taro by himself is something to be reckoned with but both of us? I don't think anyone stands a chance. He is shaking hands with a much younger vampire, one I assume is pretty full of himself just judging by the crooked smirk on his face. It's easy to pick out in the younger vamps. They think they're invincible. They have no idea how easy it is to find the true death, not until the stake is in their chest. I know the moment he senses me and when he breathes my name, I feel like my world is complete again. I never thought I'd hear that voice say my name ever again. His hand reaches out to my shoulder and I shudder at his touch, a sense of pleasure rippling through my powerful frame. When I look up at his angelic features, he's smiling. He speaks to me, telling me he's here, telling me that we'll talk soon. I nod in instant agreement. "Of course, sire." I dip my head in respect. I would kiss the ground at his feet if he asked me to. Of course, Taro's not like that. When he turns back to the group, I snap my head up, standing to my feet. I'm a little shaky at first but recovering fast, standing beside him now as a support beam, an immovable one. I note the stance of the black haired were as he stands between his party and Taro. I scowl, my brows furrowing. Taro is not threatening. If he was a threat, they would ahve known it a long time ago. I don't understand his question etiher though I do know of the club. He must be talking about Syn, the club that burnt down. I remember seeing the old sign. I only managed to go once before it burnt to the ground. I glance at Taro as he speaks. I can see he's confused. I lean toward him a little, a soft whisper for him to hear but the others can hear too. "Syn was a club here that burnt to the ground. Vampires owned the place." That's about all I know. I note that he stands protectively between the were and I. While I enjoy this paternal part of him, he knows that I would not hesitate to kill anyone who dared threaten him. He tells them that he will leave if he's making them uncomfortable and I look at him with a puzzled scowl. Why should he leave to suit them? This is a public place and he is allowed to be here. If they don't like it, they can leave. My brows furrow as I look at the were. He should stand down. |