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 31, 2016 by Raven Clocksworth
But the rest of the people did matter. The way others think will always matter. How they think will give you a better estimate on how they would treat you. Everyone was different and everyone simply couldn't be trusted. Perhaps it was an animal thing, maybe even her own species, she was meant to thrive in a society of her kind. It was important with her kind to know one's place and know the place of others, but more importantly how they achieved such a position. There was a reason why one was an Alpha, why one was a Beta, an Omega, or just another member in the pack. Everyone has a purpose and it was important to know what that was. In a pack it was imperative to know your relation to the other, and included how others saw you. It didn't matter if they saw you physically, mentally, or emotionally â€" there was a reason why one judged another, be it good or bad. If one member in a group did not like the other it could spread into resentment, false judgement, and end with mistrust and eventually grow into hatred. It was important to her how others thought of her. It was natural for her to care how others viewed her, because it meant she would be treated well or not at all. For an animal seeing someone scarred as much as her, our wounded, meant they were not strong, but weak. She did not appear healthy and she appeared as a weak link. In nature she would not be wanted. In the world of man her appearance would seal her as an outcast. She had already seen how cruel others could be and how very few could be fair. It mattered to her, as silly as it sounds â€" it mattered.
After trying on the clothes she patiently waited for Sam to try on her own. For a moment she leaned up against the wall across from her door listening as the blonde said it was her place. A frown slowly began to creep on her mauled face as she weighed the advantage is disadvantage of speaking her mind. She and her Alpha did not converse that much. Most of her time with him was in the Ark, doing the necessities that needed to be done within his office. Their time alone working on whatever assignments needed to be done was in comfortable silence, neither one asking the other with pleasant conversations. Raven honestly had no idea how to carry on a conversation with her Alpha, but she didn't feel a need to talk his ear off. She rather enjoyed the peace and quiet, observing him silently. There was little she knew about him, and she only knew what little Tobias would tell her. However, there were some things she noticed, they were subtle, but noticeable. Uncertain with how to go about it she waited for a moment, her fingers nervously wringing around the other in front of her. Looking down at the ground she hesitantly spoke.
When Sam came out the girl simply stared a bit bewildered. It wasn't the clothes. They did not bother her at all. It was just how she walked out. Raven wasn't quite sure why she did the gesture with her arms and hands. Though she did smile and nod in approval with her attire. It looked very nice on her and very pretty, and the canine wasn't really sure what to say. She watched the girl stand in front of the three full length mirror watching her silently still a bit nervous with what she said earlier. Though when Sam spoke up about the plan the canine managed a small smile. She could recall a time when he wore a pretty watch on his wrist, but when the straps broke he placed it carefully somewhere within one of the locked desk drawers. She assumed he didn't want to lose the watch and he would buy a new wrist band, but she noticed after a few days he did no such thing. Perhaps this small item would be a worthwhile gift for her Alpha, and in a way, a constant reminder of Sam when they were not near one another.
She managed a soft grin, her hand slowly reaching to grab the white gold spotted cat that always hung around her neck. Tobias had given her this particular necklace during their first Christmas together. It was the second gift she had received from him, first one being the fishing net he deemed her bed the first night they met. The fishing nets weren't meant to be a gift, but she saw it that way. She always wore her necklace and the purpose behind it, according to her companion, was so he could be there when he was not. She would shift her eyes to the ground uncertain if perhaps she should have kept her thoughts and idea to herself. Sam wanted to shop and perhaps another garment was in need to be searched for. With a shrug she looked back up at the woman speaking a bit quicker now.