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

Forget Your High Society


Posted on August 31, 2015 by Brooklyn Grey
North


She is delightfully chaotic...

Brooklyn jumped at the sound of words in her head. Was she hallucinating? She shook with the thought but brushed it off. Horses couldn't talk it was impossible. But she watched as the stallion spooked when the crop hit him, he had to be a horse. He acted like one at least. But when the corner of his mouth upturned in a grin her eyes widened. She knew better than to run, running would cause a chase which she would surely loose. She left something wet on her leg and noticed she had a cut from her fall. If he was a normal horse, he would smell the blood and become ancy, she thought to herself. Maybe he want a horse at all, maybe he was a demon of some sort, she had heard rumors from e townsfolk about demons in disguise. But she never beloved any of it, because it was nonsense.

Brooklyn hated doing this, even if the horse was aggressive it was cruel but she needed space and to keep from getting killed. She pressed a black button on the crop and it buzzed with a electric current. She didn't give the stallion time to process it she brought it to her side like a bat and swing as hard as she could, aiming for his head. The crop was a electric one, she mainly used it on cattle and unruly horses. Her brown eyes were wide with fear and exhilaration but despite the fact the stallion was unnatural she admired him. Brooklyn owned many Friesans and Warmbloods but never had she come across a white horse with feathering in this town. In a way she kind of wanted to tame the stallion but knew it would never happen if she was going insane, hearing voices and all.

...a beautiful mess.
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