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.

Feral by Nature


Posted on August 31, 2016 by Malia Tate
North


He seems thoughtful for some time before saying that he does get cold but then he finds it fit to give me a lecture on how his kind isn't meant for the cold because of his species. I can't help but roll my eyes. It was a vague question. I don't care if he's the freaking sphinx of Egypt, I just wanted to know if he gets cold. I cringe when he mentions the coats and outfits that some smaller dogs wear. Yes, I have seen the hideous things. I would never let someone put something like that on me. It's like humans wants dogs to think themselves inferior, just possessions, nothing more. It's almost as bad as the collars. I nod with a scowl. "They're disgusting. But humans do that to animals. How can you see stuff like that and not do something about it? Don't you want to just kill everyone that ever looked down on your kind? What do you do when you see a hunter? The kind that put panther heads on their walls like a prize?" I just can't help myself. If I think it, I say it. It's a serious questions, after all.

At his question, I shrug. "I know I feel SOMETHING when the moon is full. I feel stronger, more feral. I usually go hunting solo on those nights because I don't trust myself around the pack. I'm prone to mood swings and well...it's not good to be around others when that happens." He seems genuinely curious so why not answer, right? His sudden demand makes my ears flick back. "Take you with me where exactly? It's not like I could take you to my pack. They wouldn't know what to do with a panther. They'd either attack or run." My brows furrow at him quizzically. Suddenly I straighten up. "I know where I can take you though, if you still want to go." I swish my tail, waiting for his reply before I turn and take off into the woods, down a well memorized path not known to the naked eye.

I know I don't have to take it slow because his long legs are well and able to keep up. This way I can stretch out and really run, caught up in the wild blood running through my veins. My ears flick back so the wind doesn't tickle and I let my nose and eyes do all the work. I almost forget that he's with me. I love to run. It's not long however before I stop at the edge of a cliff that seems to rise up ahead of us out of nowhere. Trees hide it from view until you're right up there on the edge and only because I know it's there do I put on the brakes at the right moment and hope that he catches on as well. Then I step through the branches slowly until I'm looking down right next to a roaring waterfall. I've seen prey animals like deer fall to their deaths here because they're so distrcted by the roaring water and whatever spooked them in the first place to pay attention to the sixth sense telling them to stop.

My ears move forward now, just staring down at the white fog rising up from the bottom of the waterfall. It's always been so fascinating to me. A wind picks up like it always does right here, almost tempting you to jump in with the water. It ruffles my fur as I turn to him. "Well? What do you think? Ready to jump?"

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