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.

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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