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    The North

    Within the Northern vicinity of the city the wealthy gather behind meticulously trimmed hedges and high class victorian architecture. The streets are paved with stone, the buildings are made of brick, and the storefronts are brightly lit and inviting. In the North every establishment is made 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 - weather it be illegal or merely 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 allow them the luxuries that the North provides.

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    St. Pancras Station

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    St. Pancras Station

    A historical train station renovated in to a luxury resort-style country club that unites Victorian elegance with contemporary style. Relax in the full-service spa featuring spa treatments, saunas, spa pools with hydro therapy & aqua bar, and relaxation lounges. The club offers many dining and entertainment options including Seven Sisters Lounge, Victoria Bistro, Barlow Gastropub and the formal St. Pancras restaurant as well as boutique shopping and event halls. Join The Chambers Club for a more exclusive entertainment experience.

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    The VooDoo Room

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    The VooDoo Room

    The Voodoo Room is an award winning bar that aims to provide an eclectic and exotic atmosphere. The bar is filled with intoxicating liquors and a voodoo vibe to keep you coming back. Their mixologists meet the highest standards with our fantastical themed selections of cocktails and specials.

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    The Witchery

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    The Witchery

    Dark, gothic, and throughly theatrical, the Witchery is a place to indulge yourself with it's fabulously lavish suites. Whatever room you choose, you'll find glamor, indulgence and luxury. The suites you have to choose from are: the Vestry, Sempill, the Old Rectory, the Library, the Turret, Heriot, Guardsroom, Armory.

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So stay with me, don't leave me with the medicine107.140.26.96Posted On October 15, 2014 at 8:24 PM by Johnathan Blake Holmes

i dont wanna be your vessel anymore
Hey, if Serafina was searching for someone to accept as a person without needing to know all the hidden details, well, look no further! for tonight anyway, look no further. Blake was one of those people that would end up accepting near about anyone and then, as he got to know them, begin weighing their worth. However, she already had several strong baskets in her corner on the "HEY LET'S KEEP AROUND YES" manner of things, such as she was a beautiful woman that was turning out to be very charming. What can he say, it's not often the opening line is someone pulling a Gambit. Yes, okay, fine, he was a little hung up on the damn card attack. No one can judge him!

"Didn't mean to offend." He put his hands up in surrender, the firm tone not going unnoticed, but his grin remained planted firmly on his face in amusement as she began launching into her defense. Blake didn't know much about cooking, even less about spices or their quantities, and what he did know came mostly from his grandparents down in the south. Essentially that equated to 'When in doubt, add more butter/salt/pepper'. Majoram? Not a damn clue what that was except, hey, didn't he see it in the grocery store? Maybe. Now, had she mentioned something car-ful, he could have debated it. Spice plant thing? Beats the shit out of him. However, that pause, something didn't quite seem all that right but he wasn't to look a gift horse in the mouth. “No, I didn't mean to sound ungrateful. I mean, thank you for the offer, I just- I don't want to put you out of your way or anything. He attempted to explain but felt like he wasn't do much to help his position. He slipped the vial into his pocket, mentally making note he would have to be careful not to let it drop out by accident or anything.

Oh? Man, I didn't know about that. You think with a festival it would be hard not to notice.” As he spoke, Blake stood up, checking his person to make sure he had everything he brought with him. Wallet? Keys? Phone? Everything in place. “Hell yeah! You need to close a tab or anything? Hey- Think they have funnel cake? I'd kill for some fried diabetes.
JOHNATHAN BLAKE HOLMES


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