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.

i'm not that insane


Posted on January 21, 2015 by Blaire Brink
North




The boy had balls, but the vampire chalked it up to him thinking he was superior to other beings because of his abilities. The Were race had a very distinct smell, and though she wasn't quite sure what kind he was, he was definitely one of them. It was interesting really, seeing how the different beings in this world felt they were entitled to something, hell, even she felt superior to most. Blaire was curious as to what he was thinking, and if she truly wanted to she could probably penetrate his mind. That wasn't her intention with him though, she mostly wanted to taunt him and piss him off. The vampire was aching for a fight, but if he wouldn't give her one then someone else definitely would, but that didn't mean she wouldn't see how far she could push the man before her first.

A cold laugh passed her lips at his words, she knew it was meant to be an insult, but it merely made her laugh. Her tongue brushed crimson stained lips and she let out a useless sigh before moving forward. Her fingers brought the beer up to her lips and she took a long gulp before she stepped on the chair he was sitting on and used it to sit her on the table in front of him. One leg crossed over the other and she grinned down at him as she took another drink before placing the bottle next to her hip. Head tilted slightly and she studied the younger male and another laugh passed as she leaned back slightly.

"What's your story Were-boy? I mean, besides your affinity for stealing people's seats and sitting in the corner brooding. I must say, it's not attractive."

Another grin slipped over her lips and she grabbed her drink again and rests it against her leg before her eyes locked with his and she took another sip. She so badly wanted to see what rest behind those violent eyes of his, but she also knew that would take the fun out of this whole thing. Lucky for him she started off tame, but that was because she was in one of her less evil moods. Don't get her wrong, the evil rest within her, it always did, but at the current moment in time she was curious about him. Mostly because she wondered what buttons she could push of his, she was so very good at pushing buttons.

Her brow rose at taking their little conversation outside, he really was the perfect candidate for a fight tonight. He seemed just as willing as she was to see who would end up on top, and if things worked as they usually did for her, she had no doubt that she would be the one. She finished off the beer and slid the empty glass a few inches away from her, cold grey eyes once again slipping over the male's form. He was fit, at least in this form he was, and she wondered just how much heat he could take.

"We'll take it outside soon enough, but there is such a thing as polite conversation. At least that's what I've heard, not sure how much of that you'll be getting from me."

Blaire nudged his leg with the toe of her boot that signature smirk of hers still on her lips. If he was going to be like this the entire night he was far too boring for her, and in just a few minutes she would find some other interesting creature to help her night go by. It was then her icy gaze slid to the woman who had the vision of herself writing beneath Blaire still playing over and over in her mind. With the look Blaire was receiving the woman was more than happy to strip here and now and lay out on a table for Blaire to do as she wished if the vampire so wished it. She laughed quietly again before winking and the turning her attention to the far more boring male in front of her.

"Well?"


Replies

  • ice, ice baby - By Rixon Leifsson on January 24, 2015 at 1:08 PM