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.

My Own Form Of CHAOS


Posted on November 29, 2014 by Damon
North


Most new vampires don't know how to sieze the moment and make the most of their immortality. They've lived a limited life for so long that it's hard to train their minds into finding new ways to go about things. It's hard to forget your vulnerability and that's the same look I see flickering in her gaze as I comment about feeding. She seems more unsure about it than even Isolt was the first time I took her out. Does feeding mean something more for her? I will admit that I know nothing about her or what powers hse might wield. The frown that dimples her features only makes her more adorable. She seems so frazzled. I smile knowingly at her stuttered words. I don't want to push her so I wait instead, letting her peruse the people nearby. The sigh that drips from her lips is light and yet so burdened, like she has the weight of the world on her petite shoulders. Such a pretty girl should not wear such a burden.

I watch as her eyes skirt over all the different varieties that this place offers though I don't see the spark in her eye at any point to hint that she's found someone to take a liking to. When she turns to me, there's a new look in her eyes that draw my interest, one brow cocking upward to show as much. the corner of my lips dimple as she asks a question and I shrug lightly.

"Sure, why not?"

She fiddles with her hair nervously before her fingers move to the hem of her shirt. Such a nervous nelly. She even blushes at the words, a human habit. I tilt my head as she asks her question, seriously contemplating the question. What kind of girls do I like? When I think of Chemi, I think downright kinky with a hint of crazy, the kind that would stalk you down and kill you if you crossed her but would do the same to you in a heart beat if the mood strikes her. When I think of Isolt, I think the total opposite. A taste of innocence with a background of modesty. Throw that in with the hint of daring that she wants to be sometimes and some lack luster charm and there you go. Catherine from my past, she was a bomb shell, more like Chemi once you get her alone but in public she was every bit as whimsical as Isolt. The perfect mixture, you could say, but then I found out her flaws soon enough.

So what kind of girls do I like? My eyes twinkle.

"I can't say I have a particular type. I like a girl with some back bone but not enough that she can bench press more than me. I like a girl whose spontaneous and knows what she wants, even if she doesn't know that she wants it. I like a girl who can be herself in any company and doesn't hold herself to the trends thrown on her by society's standards, a girl who can turn me on in the blink of an eye but can turn a man to stone for so much as looking at her the wrong way. I can go on all night, sweetheart. What kind of boys do you like? Since we're on the subject."

My lips curl back mischeveously, eyes twinkling still in a sly way. I don't mind sharing if she doesn't mind reciprocating. She tells that it's important now and my brow only cocks up further. I can't see how unless she plans on shape shifting into some kind of robot girl whose the exact make up of what I just told her. The thought alone is almost enough to make me laugh out loud but I settle for tilting my head instead, intrigued to say the least.

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