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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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Hard work and dedication. {Open}47.42.168.193Posted On January 07, 2018 at 10:43 AM by William Townsend





Downtime was not something Townsend was used to, let alone the concept of it. All though, he felt being told by Miss LaBelle that he needed to see the town and the sights, was simply a ruse to get him out of the house so she could spend alone time with that mongrel she so clung to.
No matter what, the Englishman just had the feeling that Taylor was trouble and had something to hide. Although he’d been a useful hand around the estate, but that wouldn’t make up for ill thoughts that were justifiable in anyone’s eyes.
The only thing Townsend was more worried about, was if Adelaide’s father was to ever find out she was frolicking with a street rat.
There was just a lot on his mind, and perhaps this venture would do him good.

But he didn’t want to just go anywhere as he ended up venturing into the northern part of town.
Wearing a grey suit, that was accompanied by a powder blue dress shirt and grey vest underneath, and a round hat that sat atop his head, he would find himself looking at his mobile phone for a moment and seeing nothing.
“Alright you old chum. Treat yourself just for tonight.”
Townsend thought to himself, as he briefly stopped a couple to ask for directions to a spa.
He figured a massage would be just what was needed, and Adelaide would approve of it as “money well spent”.
The couple pointed to what looked like an old train station, and explained to the Englishman that it was renovated to be a country club of sorts.

Townsend tipped his hat to the pair and thanked them as he would wander off, and then through the doors.
It really was renovated, and he couldn’t take his eyes off the decor.
He was entranced by the colors and the way everything flowed together.
Someone had to have exquisite taste when it came to interior decorating, and he almost wanted to sit and gush.
But, alas, he had to keep his image up. After all, what people saw in him was often put upon Adelaide.
Townsend was approached by a greeter, and asked if he could assist the Englishman. He turned and removed his hat.
“Oh, my apologies sire. I was just looking to get a massage and I was told this was the place to go for that.”

The younger gentleman would nod and direct him to the desk to see about packages and such. Even membership.
Thankfully, money wasn’t a huge issue with Townsend. So he’d pay whatever he had to get a massage.
All he wanted to do was not feel tension in his shoulders, and back especially. He always worked diligently and was dedicated towards making sure Adelaide’s home was perfect.
So this venture, was a treat. He did wonder if he’d possibly come across someone that would want to sit and talk with him.

Let Me Be A Simple Kind Of Man
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