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 February 29, 2016 by DAREIOS
The ever-polite vampire moves swiftly to take the witch's coat, handling it delicately and placing it on the rack not far from the door in the foyer. He listens intently to her as she speaks, his dark eyes noticing how she reacts to the frigid temperatures that linger in the room with them. Dareios isn't affected by it like she is, however. He is cold blooded after all, but after years of living among humans, he'd trained his habits to be more intuitive to their basic needs. He eyes the thermostat from across the room but knows well enough that it's set to keep the brownstone at a comfortable temperature, if only for his antique staff. "Can I interest in you in a hot cup of coffee? Or a glass of wine? Something to rid you of that chill from outside?" He offers nonchalantly, before urging Sorcha to follow him into the kitchen, just a few short steps down the hall. The kitchen was perhaps his favorite part of this historic brownstone. Though recently renovated, many of its original charms remained. Several pans and pots were static on the dark granite counter top, waiting patiently where Dareios left them to welcome Sorcha into his home. The vampire walks around them effortlessly, looking to Sorcha for instructions of what he could make for her. With his back turned he listened to her inquiries, nodding his head in acknowledgement as he pulled a bottle of pinot nior from a case adjacent to the refrigerator. He turns to face her now, the bottle clasped lazily in one hand, and he shrugs, one thin dark eyebrow raised in a playful manner, as if to tempt her with the wine. "You should be pleased. Your product has been moving quite well. Above expectations, that's for certain." He said, his speech licked in his usual thick Irish accent. "Especially the healing potions. It seems they are quite powerful." Dareios had been selling Sorcha's lot for a few weeks now. It seems he'd made a good investment by agreeing to work with her. It was fate, perhaps, that on that night on the West side of town had brought them together. "So what's next? What's this big idea?" The vampire leans back against the cool counter top, one hand coolly placed in the pocket of his well-fitted pinstripe trousers as the other runs gently through his slicked-back dark locks, coming to rest for a moment at the back of his neck. "Unless you're not in the mood to talk business. There's always a time and a place for that." Unbeknowest to Sorcha, but Dareios, too, was rather lonely. That's the unfortunate part of being a vampire and fraternizing with humans. Life happens in a flash. So many of Dareios' closest friends had passed away some time ago. The rest were merely business partners in one sense or another. They would last for a few decades before he'd have to replace them with a new, younger crop. The cycle of it all was, well, lonesome. Few people actually took the time to get to know him. Perhaps he too, had become jaded enough to forgo getting to know them as well. "Are you hungry? I'd be happy to whip you up something." Dareios | Vampire | Vinyl |
