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.

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Posted on December 18, 2014 by Katarina Foster
North


When it comes to a fight, I'm never going to hesitate when it comes to getting involved. My mind set is a lot more like Kohl's than he may ever know. I believe that humans need hunters to protect them from guys like these. I don't believe however that every supernatural is bad. In a way, hunters are supernatural so wouldn't that make them hypocrites? We're immortal and have powers beyond that of humans. We basically died and came back as what we are. Really it doesn't make us much better than vampires except the drinking blood to survive part. That makes it sound more like a curse to them though. I don't believe in killing them just cause they're there. I went to the masquerade party and there were tons of supernaturals there but my hand only itched for a weapon when the tension started to escalate by the door. I think it's just in my blood to pick up on subtle cues that there's a fight about to break out and I want to end it, one way or another. Does that mean I would probably take the hunter's side over a were's? Most likely but if I see him kill another for no reason than because he can, that would sway the tide. Of course, I can't kill another hunter. I may knock him out if possible but killing another hunter is punishable by death in the council, no matter your reason for doing so.

I don't hesitate to punish the two vampires in the alley way tonight however. They were planning on draining and killing the girl and having some fun with her while they do it. The idea is dispicable and I can't walk away and let it happen and hopefully Kohl wouldn't either. I jump right into fight mode but the vampire is fast and the element of surprise is broken after I get the jump on his partner. He's pissed now and looking for someone to take it out on. Who wouldn't go for the girl first? He manages to get some licks in and at one point I distinctly remember the fire extenguisher that was in Kohl's hand flying at the vampire's side, making him hesitate just long enough for me to get the upper hand. I try not to think on it too hard. Did Kohl throw it at him? Is that his way of fighting back or was he just mad that they were going to hurt the girl who's now clinging to him for dear life? The idea of such agitates me to no end. I catch glances of Kohl leading the girl away from the danger and of course she's all too willing to go along. Sometimes I wish I could take his powers away if only in times like these when I don't believe it's necessary to seduce the girl, just gain her trust. Hasn't he ever heard of talking in a soothing voice?

I ignore his voice as he tries to keep the girl calm. One part of my mind is relaxing more that I know he's not trying to take advantage of her but at the same time, I still feel like he should be calling his power back by now and not allowing her slimy hands to move all over his chest. My eyes smolder like flames as the girl's hand slides past his waistband and I'm half tempted to cut the offending hand off with a knife. I happen to have plenty of those handy. His smirk only gets him a tight lipped scowl in return.

"Don't act like you're not enjoying the attention, Kohl. We both know you're only happy when someone's fondling you."

Okay, maybe that's a bit below the belt and harsh but I know I'm getting way more pissed over this situation than I should be. My attention focuses on the girl as she suddenly unclips her bra and starts swinging it around. I shake my head and glare at Kohl now, my expression saying it all. Happy now? I note that he's trying very hard not to look but I know how fast his glances can be. The girl moves close to him, nuzzling at his neck and I have to look away now to keep myself from strangling her, reminding myself once again that she's not in control of her own actions. He starts trying to pull away, pulling his jacket away and putting it on her while she fusses and tries to wrap herself around him again. His words only cause my lips to tighten more.

The girl settles down somewhat and starts smelling the jacket, my nose wrinkling at the mushy gesture as Kohl speaks.

"I don't remember investigating it so thoroughly. The salesman told me it was one of his best."

His next set of words causes a brow to rise.

"I should make you deal with her since she seems so happy in your company."

My eyes are daring. I listen as he mentions a police station and I sigh and nod. I guess that would be the best place for her, though I'm not altogether sure I want to be alone with him after this.

"Don't you think she'd make a better dance partner? She does fit to you like a glove."

My voice is almost sneering, my hurt feelings showing a little more than I'd like them to. Wow, am I sulking? This cannot be happening. He grins as if he knows exactly what I'm thinking and starts walking down the sidewalk, the girl hot on his tail, still trying to at least cling to his hand. I glare at her now as I start walking behind them, huffing a little in protest. The more we walk though, the more I feel my anger tapering and I realize I was maybe being a little overly zealous. Kohl doesn't use his powers all that much so maybe he really can't control them. I guess I can't blame him for that. It was more the girl touching him that triggers my anger anyway. I'm going to have to work on that if we get into more hostage situations because his powers might be a better option than most others.

Once we reach the police station, I stop outside, letting him lead her in where the cops seem to stare at her like she's grown three arms and legs. At least she still has the jacket on though I swear Kohl almost looks pained as he steps away from her and I don't know if it's because of the jacket or because of the girl he's leaving behind. I wait outside and lean against a street light pole, looking down at my boots as I try to figure out what I'm going to say to him. Once he's in front of me, I slowly look up, my expression softer.

"Kohl...I think I went a little over board back there. I'm sorry."

My voice is almost a whisper near the end. It's easy enough to tell that I don't apologize much if at all. I look down again, waiting for him to grin or laugh or make a joke about it like he always seems to do. I know he tries to lighten more serious situations but I think in this instance it might actually hurt since I'm trying to be genuine with him.


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