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

i am the raven queen


Posted on September 30, 2016 by vhalla
North



Wrinkling her nose at the sweaty crowd before her, she lifts that bourbon back to her plump lips before taking another deep sip. Feeling it move down her body and spread to her fingers, she finds herself relaxing slightly in the rambunctious club as she props herself up with an elbow on the bar. It is with a similar accent to William's that has Vhal looking over her shoulder to the man that had taken a seat to her moments before. Eyeing him thoughtfully she briefly notes how many British men she had met since living in this city. Turning slightly towards him, she pushes her heavy braid over her shoulder to fall behind her back.

"No," she answers simply over the ruckus before scanning the crowd once more as if she were looking for someone before letting her blue eyes settle on the stranger next to her again. Of course, she would not find one person she knew out and about tonight, a thought that depressed the woman. "My hair is as natural as yours, though I find that not many others believe me when I tell them that," she shrugs nonchalantly before lifting the glass to her lips again and polishing off the amber liquid. Turning around she sets the glass on the table gently before waving the bartender down again. "Can I get another one?" she shouts over the noise and waits before she gets an acknowledgment.

Turning back to the British man she inspects him thoroughly but discreetly. He seemed oddly out of place in his pristine outfit tonight but she couldn't blame him, this was the first time she had been to the bar when such chaotic music and dancing had been about. Of course, Vhalla did not often accompany the bars anymore. Though she wasn't dressed to go dancing, her slick black suit fit in well enough with the exotic crowd, it made her look to be a part of the chaos happening in the VooDoo Room.

"It's rather loud in here tonight," she comments loudly enough for the stranger next to her to hear, though she isn't speaking to anyone in particular. Feeling the thud of the glass being set behind her, she swivels in her chair to reach once again for the alcohol. She could already feel the warmness spreading throughout her body, her toes tingling from the intake. It had been such a long while since the woman had drunk and while she had drunk a number of people under the table at a younger age, she now reserved alcohol for very rare occasions.

Grasping onto the glass again she peeks at the man again over her shoulder, inspecting him openly this time. "Aren't you a bit overdressed for this bar tonight?" she questions, though no aggressively it was simply curiosity that coated her words. While she waits for a reply she again enjoys a sip of the liquid again as it spirals down her throat and feasts on her senses without removing her gaze from the man.

Vhalla Solarn


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