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.

my soul has never led me wrong


Posted on December 14, 2015 by sorcha
North
there are as many truths as stars in the sky, and everyone of them different
perhaps that is the only real truth


What if he was out? Or otherwise occupied with some human doing god knows what to them? The thought sets her teeth on edge, sucking her lips hard against them as her brow creases. It was what Vampires did - logically she knew that. Still, she wished that it was different. It was hard to over look a thing like drinking another's blood and really, she should be more nervous about showing up on his door step. It makes her almost want to fidget but she is more concerned, at the moment, with making sure that she hasn't been followed. She is fairly certain Frost would make himself known again and this time she might not be so lucky. Instinctively her hands find her wrists, massaging and pressing into the blue veins that had ached with a very mild form of frostbite. She had been lucky he hadn't done worse and it galled her that in the end being a witch couldn't help her.

Except that she had begun to meticulously brew potions with the effect of rapidly warming the blood. She wanted to test it on a person with a fever, hoping it would 'sweat' out the sickness faster than normal methods, although she could easily just heal them with her hands. Not that she wanted to, the side effects were not very pleasant and she didn't wish to be weak but it offered a safety net if anything went wrong with her concoctions.

Goodness what was taking so long? It was only a few moments, really, but Sorcha was fast growing restless in her normally patient body, twisting to and fro and eyes unable to sit still. Did that shadow just move? She peers at it, not even hearing as his door opens - of course, it is probably as quiet as air seeing as it likely cost more than all her furniture put together. Don't worry, he starts, and she jumps, her eyes cutting to him as her hands find their way to her chest as if to shield them and to sooth the way her adrenaline spikes.

He would know. He had better senses than she did and it is only that which eases her worry about Frost but does little to ease her worry about Dareios. Still, she was here and leaving wasn't an option. She flicks her eyes past him for a moment before smiling slightly. "I suppose I can as long as you promise not to bite me? I'm here for business, no pleasure," she jests, her melodic voice somewhat strained with an exhaustion that she was trying to ignore. There is humor in the situation however, that she comes running to a vampire because he is safer when in truth he is just another devil in the night. When he allows her past she scopes out the place. "What a grand place you have, Dareios. How many centuries did it take to acquire such wealth?" Her tone is curious, openly wanting to know about the life of a vampire, her fear of Frost forgotten now that she is in the abode of an ancient vampire.

24 - WITCH - NO COVEN

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