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 February 09, 2016 by sorcha
The air is frigid and a gust blows in with the northern wind that makes her duck deeper into her scarf. Winter was never a favorite season for her, preferring the feeling of the sun kissing her skin and the heat melting her bones, but it was a simple fact of life. Time seemed to slip by faster and faster so it would only be a matter of time before spring was once more present. The streets are not as busy as during the warmer months, everyone preferring to find indoor activities to occupy their time or merely struck by the overwhelming urge to sleep as the cold tended to do to people. The thought came and stayed in her mind for the idea to create a new potion, one that induces more energy, pops into her head. Why had she not done so before? The warmer months had not made her think of such a need for she hardly ever grew tired and morose but there were plenty of people that did.
All this happens within a few moments after her knock, feeling a sense of excitement at her new idea and an itch to see it through. While she does not hear him heading towards the door, it is not long before the massive door is pulled open and she spies Daerios. His surprised smirk is met with a wry smile of her own as she obediently enters, eager to get out of the cold and into the warmth of the house. She turns to face him now, no longer cringing in on herself but rubbing the warmth back into her hands and offers him an appropriately apologetic look.
For a moment she feels the urge to blather on, feeling distinctly uncomfortable for once in her life. Such situations were rare for her. Sorcha was of a keen mind and intellect and usually quite skilled at steering conversation, but for now she presses her lips closed and waits.