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 September 08, 2015 by Rixon Leifsson
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The sudden blush of her cheeks at the sight of his nakedness only seems to amuse the blonde man further, a chuckle of sorts humming within his chest as what little of his violet gaze can be seen rests upon her own as her cheeks glow and flush. He can feel the heat rise within her, his powers allowing him that talent and yet for now he chooses not to act upon it as he stands before her and her tame pet. Her words however, seem to capture his intrigue all the more, one eye rising slightly in amusement.

"And where, might I ask, do you intend I get clothing from in the middle of the street in the middle of the night?"

If she knew of such a magical clothing place then he would truly be delighted to hear of it. A lack of clothing is a problem many Were's face, after all, the change tended to shred them after all- his own clothing several miles away and well out of his reach. Her assurance that it 'was gross' however, served only see his gaze narrow slightly. Surely it wasn't too bad, he had rather a nice figure- how impolite of her. The girl began to pace once more in front of her horse, seeming to look towards him before hurriedly away as if she might fear to see some part of himself she desired not to, the man, for now- making no effort to lessen her unease. What did he want? Hmm, she seemed to be handing his appearance better then he anticipated, perhaps she was merely attempting to hold her sanity together regardless. Shoulders lifting in a shrug.

"I heard your horse, I thought he might be.....another like myself. I was curious, that's all. I might well have left too- but you hit me with that....zapping stick. Do you frequently bash your horses?"

He gestures briefly to the riding crop she holds, the faintest touch of a burn mark upon his cheek though already beginning to rapidly heal, his question a potent barb tossed towards her, a dig of sorts, seeing if he might rile her again.

"What's your name any way? I haven't seen you here before. New?"

He enquires, though how much he truly cares is debatable, snowy white hair falling into his gaze all over again as arms fold across his chest and he continues to stand in her path.

"Would you rather I return to my horse form? One would think you'd never seen a naked man before from the way you act."

He is teasing her, lips pulling into a grin of sorts as his gaze continues to rest upon her.


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