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.

Where you invest your love, you invest your life;


Posted on October 15, 2015 by DAREIOS
North




It's not the long walk home that will change this heart,
But the welcome I receive at the restart.



The well-manicured streets were rather quiet at this hour, despite the doors to most of the restaurants and storefronts remaining open. The culture of the supernatural community was perhaps more so tolerated in the northern neighborhoods, but its influences were subtle. For example, that expensive boutique whose clothes Frost was now wearing would remain open until just before sunrise, a convenience the budding vampire community here appreciated. No one talked openly about what they were here, however. But it was understood that those with exceptional wealth were rarely human. But humans were clearly still uneasy about living amongst them. In order for businesses to thrive, they must cater to these crowds. A inevitable necessity for some.

Lamp posts beamed through the darkness, dotting their way down the cobblestone street. Dareios half heartedly expected to hear the hollow cuff of hooves against the bricks when Frost lead the way. The shifter confirms what Dareios was afraid of -- he was running from someone, and of all things, a hunter. Though the vampire's worry settles, somewhat, with his casual dismissal of his problem with the aforementioned hunter, Dareios silently vows to be more alert on his way home. He'd had a long streak of good behavior lately. The last thing he needed was some power hungry hunter to come along and mess it all up.

His eyes focus on the dark streets ahead as they walk, but when Frost seemingly calls him out about business, he stops in his tracks, dark eyes focusing on the man and pausing a moment to contemplate his words. Dareios picked up something peculiar in his tone. This wasn't an innocent question. There was no luck here. Frost knew something about him. Dareios saw no reason for any real concern just yet, though he was curious how to he picked up on this detail, or what he knew about him. He lets it slide with no answer. But then Frost speaks again. "If the odds are right." He responds casually, the vampire's vision scanning down the sidewalk and at the row of quiet brownstones that line the way. As they walked, they happened to be rounding back toward Dareios' street. Coincidence? Dareios wants desperately to believe so.

"Why do you ask?"




Dareios | Vampire | Vinyl

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