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.

hello, darling


Posted on May 09, 2017 by Andras Stein
North

death incarnate & night triumphant

It had been centuries since he had, had a glimpse of the lovely Eve. Though, for a time, they had shared a bed, luckily for the two of them, neither of them had truly felt much for each other, simply just lust. Something to take the edge off after a long day. Andras had no doubt that Eve was partially using him, to perhaps throw it in Marek's face later, perhaps she did after he disappeared from her castle. At the very least, Andras knew what had befallen Marek after he left. Truly, Eve was a one of a kind. Such a terrible past she had, but somehow, she had managed to claim the title, "Queen of Thorns".

A wry smile at the distant memories as Andras takes in her expression as it softens at the touch of scotch that runs along her tongue. Brows raising briefly in amusement, he runs his own finger along the rim of his glass as he openly regards her, giving her is entire undivided attention. Her response has a dark chuckle escaping his lips before he throws back his drink, finishing it off swiftly before setting it silently back on the table. "I see your wicked tongue hasn't dulled in these last several centuries," he responds, amusement coating his lyrics, "If I recall correctly, there was no foreplay involved when you ravished me in nothing short of a janitorial closet," again, that midnight smile tugs at his lips before his dark eyes hold Eve's.

He's silent for a moment, merely letting his gaze travel appreciating over her form. The High Lord knew he was walking a dangerous line, but he had always walked that line with Eve; mostly because he knew she wouldn't judge him for what he had done in the past, however bad it was at the time. After several moments, Andras flags a waiter down, only tearing his eyes away from her when the waiter arrives at the table. Quickly ordering another of his drinks, he glances at Eve's own nearly diminished drink and orders her another. Another one of her responses has Andras smiling at her, again, fixing her with those piercing eyes, "Ah, my darling Eve, of course I haven't forgotten. There are even nights I lay awake thinking about that skillful tongue of yours," he gives her a sly wink, that wry grin tugging at the corners of his lips.

He's pleasantly surprised when she begins to contemplate his offer, watching her ponder over what he was asking of her. It took her only a matter of moments before she cuts to the chase and blatantly asks him what he wants. A dark half smile is playing upon those devilish lips as he leans forward slightly, he doesn't hesitate when she calls him out on walking away either, instead, that half simper remains, "Believe me, I would have remained yet business drew me away, an unfortunate turn of events," he gives a small shrug at that, "If I had stayed you would have never become you, you would have never become as independent as you are now. I'm not saying I did you a favor by leaving, I'm simply stating that I don't believe you would have destroyed Marek if I had stayed," blunt and honest, a trait that Andras always provided when necessary.

"Plus, you mastered your shifting after I left," he drawls out, his eyes narrowing slightly, though that half smile remains, "I can imagine you know why I'm here," a slight tilt to his head, "I would like for you to be my Spymaster, your shifting abilities would make you very capable and perhaps you wouldn't mind the title Consort as well. Perhaps you can show me again just how much I rather enjoyed that wicked tongue of yours," he smiles devilishly, his eyes narrowing in on her as his gaze travels her plump lips. Even when the waiter returns with their drinks he doesn't take his eyes off of her. Maybe it made him bastard for bribing Eve into the position, yet, he hardly cared enough to take back his offer, he wouldn't mind having someone in his bed again.

Andras Steinhello darling

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