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.

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Posted on August 08, 2016 by Rixon Leifsson
North
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The manner in which the woman's skin rises so easily in response to the touch of his own frigid power hardly goes unnoticed by the snowy-haired man as his lips grace her cheek in a decidedly....European greeting. Alexis, perhaps, had always held a certain sort of allure for the man and yet it is this side of her, this decidedly more dangerous side, that he finds by far the most appealing. It is merely fortunate perhaps his own more romantic interests lie elsewhere and his begrudging respect for Alexander assures the stallion has little desire to disturb the little vixen entirely too much. What the Hunter's interest was with the woman before him he hardly knew, yet Alexander half affection for her, that much was entirely clear and indeed by that claim alone that stallion is content enough to leave Alexis mostly unharmed. How fortunate she is, to be spared the full weight of his ever-charming personality by her connection to the hunter he himself held a distinct use for. The furrowed brow and displeased words he is afforded with seem to hold little effect upon him, emotion in any sense had hardly ever been the forte of the often disinterested individual. His expression decidedly blank, arms folded loosely across his chest in laconic ease as if little about the scenario before him offers him any need to express a feeling of any kind- until a soft chuckle parts his lips.


"They should be thankful I am here to put them down, the world needs more realists. There are fair to many people out there forgetting their place."


It is, perhaps, a decidedly unusual thing to say and yet the meaning is surely present all the same. Frost so eternally content to remind others entirely how weak they were, if only so that they might learn to be stronger in the end. A twisted way to consider it perhaps and yet his methods had never faltered yet. What little of his violet gaze can be seen lingers readily upon Alexis as she moves to dress herself. The naked forms of others had so long been a part of his existence, as they were any Were that even the slender form of Alexis fails to afford him any true interest- even though he remains content to observe it all the same somewhere beneath that forelock of white hair. His offer of hospitality seems to provoke quite the response from the woman, his own shoulders lifting to shrug despondently.


"Women seem to find their way to me. Though I prefer to think of them as my pack, rather then my harem."


Harem, after all, seemed to imply he enjoyed them well beyond the role of merely platonic friendship. Although to say he had not considered it would surely be a lie, the side of his lip lifting ever so slightly in amusement all the same. His final question seeming to spark a more potent response from the woman as a hiss or air left her teeth- the girl dressing herself with her features turned so continually away. Hmm, had a nerve been struck?


"I've focused my efforts on other species of late, if you must know. Though my pillaging and plundering ways have changed little. You though- you have changed."


One eye lifts ever so slightly, this newly bold creature of genuine intrigue to the man though he remains where he leans upon the wall, unwilling it would seem, to spare the woman the displeasure she seemed content to hide from him.


"You failed to answer my question though. Why did you leave the city so suddenly? I hardly suspect it was your fear of me. I did look after Alexander for you though- you owe me a favor now. Although the question remains- what should I have you do for me this time?"


He is goading her and little else, each word chosen with particular care, quite determined to see just how much of her new personality might be offered to him today.


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