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.
You've got your ball, you've got your chain
Posted on January 04, 2015 by Elenore Dorian
 Awaiting Rowena's judgment and approval of my creations sent a cold and slow shiver up my spine. It didn't help that the man who had previously been standing in my place was cowering behind her, chewing his fingernails in a way that was entirely unsanitary, especially in a kitchen of this caliber. My eyebrow rose in surprise that he would even engage in such a behavior with his superior â€" no, his employer and ultimately his boss so close by. Especially when clearly, his job was on the line. Maybe he didn't understand the circumstances in which I had arrived in this exact location in this exact time period. I didn't hesitate to shoot him a sharp look and as my eyes narrowed pointedly in his direction, I realized that I would have to be attune to my behavior at all times in this kitchen. Would that be so difficult? The precision with which the witch would demand was something I was accustomed to, and wouldn't presume to perform any less. There was a confidence with which I presented Rowena the dishes I created, effusing from my fingertips. I wasn't prepared for the poise I held myself with in front of her, but inwardly? I was delighted. Her judgment awaited, rolling off of her lips in the form of a brusque command that I continue my work in the kitchen until the "rush" was over and she could better approve my work. I nodded a little too enthusiastically, inwardly chiding myself for the display in front of her. I had no words to bid the matron goodbye with, and instead I quickly focused my attention to the work at hand. Her kitchen was well stocked with both ingredients and employees, although there was something lacking that I had noticed on walking into the room with her. Poise? No, Henry held the kitchen together well with orders in a low, commanding, and comforting voice that would encourage quick work. Praise, perhaps. I took more command than Rowena had offered me, knowing full well that might cost me the opportunity but without anything ventured, not a single thing gained. Immediately, production time decreased though the yield of the dishes was no less impeccable. The flurry of activity and smells was garnished by a different kind of productivity; the vibe, so to speak, of the kitchen had changed from frustrated and disheveled with the work of the Sous Chef who was now unfortunately washing dishes at an alarmingly slow rate, to vibrant and lively. Pleased, I was able to return to the creations I had begun while under the piercing gaze of the witch who owned the business. As the night slipped by without my knowledge of the hours so quickly passing, I found the rush of orders and dishes waning. The order slips weren't being passed down the line as quickly, which gave me an ample opportunity to educate who may soon be my associates in what I wanted from them under the careful and watchful eye of Henry. My ideas for dishes hadn't been too difficult, yet; surely they would be able to process these suggestions and follow the "specials" I had created for the night without my eyes boring into them while I made my way to talk to Rowena. She had requested my presence after the evening rush, and as it was clear that the rush was over and many employees were finished with their work, it seemed to be a suitable hour to approach the witch back in her office. After excusing myself from Henry's care, I found my way through the halls of the exquisite hotel back to the owner's office, and knocked without hesitation, a handful of papers including our sales for the "shift" and a notice that her kitchen was, in fact, not in compliance with a handful of sanitation means. Probably the demoted "new" dishwasher, right? |
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- me and the devil, walking side by side - By R. METCALF on February 08, 2015 at 11:34 AM