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.
virtue has a veil, vice a mask
Posted on May 17, 2016 by Raven Clocksworth
In her eyes there was no correlation to being self-confident and the types of clothes one wears. If that was the case then Tobias would be roaming around the streets completely naked. Thankfully he had some understand that clothes were necessary when it came to roaming the streets in his human skin. Relationship were a highly coveted thing for the battered woman. Throughout most of her life the relationships she had were absolutely damaging to her. It was only when she came to this city did she start growing positive and stronger relationships with those around her. For a girl that was misused and mistreated for so long, one would think loyalty and trust were things she could never create. However, there were many people here that she was able to bond with and create fevered loyalty to, but Nadya was not one of them. It is difficult to do such a thing when the fledglings of what could have been seemed to have fluttered away.
Quietly she stood there watching as the faerie placed a shirt up against her, puzzled she looked down tilting her head to the side, slowly trying to understand. Fitted and tailored did not necessarily mean tight. Shopping, she has decided, is absolutely confusing. It was when Sam approached a bit too closer to her comfort and touched her did she flinch and draw back. It was difficult for her to accept that a touch does not always have to be bad. It could be good. Tobias she knows his touches are good, she could be safe, he had never harmed her before. Although she doubted Sam would inflict harm on her, that didn't mean there was still a chance, the trust between them was growing, but she wasn't quite there yet. As Sam apologized she simply gave the girl a shrug watching as she returned the shirt to the rack. When she asked her question about jeans her eyes widen slightly at the sound of sheer joy in her voice as she quickly prattled on about jeans and what she wished to show. Tentatively she nodded her head taking the jeans from the woman muttering softly.
Quietly she headed towards the fitting rooms only stopping for a moment at one of the mannequins wearing a dress. Unsure if she was allowed to touch or not, she reached out and gingerly touched the hem of the dress, likening the feeling of the fabric. Blue-grey eyes looked upon the dress, approving how it looked, nothing seemed out of place and everything seemed covered. It a pretty deep navy dress trimmed with a light grey and cerulean blue. Though a small frown appeared on her mauled face as she shook her head remembering why she didn't like dresses in the first place. It revealed too much of her arms and legs, letting everyone see the scars she felt best to hide. Letting go of the hem of the dress she continued her trek towards the fitting rooms, placing the jeans on the hook and changing. Staring at herself in the mirror for a moment she stared at her legs, puzzled at seeing her legs for the first time underneath the dark fabric. Sensing Sam beyond the door she opened the door looking at the girl and gesturing to her legs.