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.

Where you invest your love, you invest your life;


Posted on May 03, 2017 by DAREIOS
North


It's not the long walk home that will change this heart, but the welcome I receive after the restart.



Dareios was fairly used to living his life in the spotlight. So much so these days that he didn't even think about all the people in the coffee shop that continued to hover around them, looking on as he and the young human girl collected pens and pencils and flattened doughnuts, of all things. But the vampire was genuinely concerned for the girl. It was easy to forget the hassle his entourage could become for any regular bystander. Not everyone in this town was a fan of his. Not everyone in this town cared much for local politics. Hell, plenty of people here didn't enough know who the mayor was. Plenty of people had no idea who he was, mayor or not.

By the time both he and the young woman are standing again, the crowds are beginning to thin out. Dareios' staff retreated to the car waiting outside. Customers in the cafe are seemingly losing interest. Dareios scans the room quickly before the girl is talking again, and he watches quietly as she takes a gingerly step toward him, and gently places a napkin to his cheek. "Oh." He says softly, slightly startled by her actions, but doesn't move to interfere with them. He watches the brilliant redness rise in her cheeks and swallows hard. He can feel her heart beating so fast in his ears. He swallows again as he tries not to think of how quickly her blood was pulsating through her body in this moment, and instead, grins widely to match her own smile.

Dareios allows one hand to reach to hers at his face and he takes hers gently in his own, lowering it so their hands met in the middle between their chests. He takes the napkin from her fingers with his free hand and studies the jelly stain on it. "Oh, shucks." He mutters somewhat under his breathe, just so she can hear him and not the rest of the cafe. "Thank you." Only then does he realize he's still, in fact, holding her hand, and releases it tenderly. Luckily the girl is quick to talk, making the moment a little less awkward. When she offers to pay for the doughnuts, Dareios shakes his head firmly and raises his palm in protest. "Absolutely not. It's just pastries, after all." He says through his thick Irish accent.

The vampire winces slightly as he waits to gauge the girl's reaction to now knowing who he was. It wasn't always a pleasant one, he's learned after several months on the job. She seems genuinely surprised, but not necessarily alarmed, which is reassuring. He breathes a half chuckle after the comment about the cameras, and rolls his eyes playfully. "Sorry about those. Pesky creatures, reporters are."

"Please, don't call me Mr.... Dareios is fine." He reiterates, and gestures toward the door. He too is hoping to find some relief outside of the cafe and maybe some fresh night air will help. Dareios follows in her wake, stepping forward only to open the door to the street for Miyako, and slipping quietly after her outside. "There, that's better, don't you think?" He says as he surveys the street, digging his chin into the warmth of the collar of his peacoat. "Can I walk you home Miyako?"

Dareios Auerbach | Vampire | Vinyl



ugh, this is kind of bad. sorry! trying to get back into the swing of things.

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