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.

too late to go back to sleep


Posted on May 20, 2017 by amelia marek
North



Amelia had caught the subtle glow of his watch every now and then, but she kept her gaze elsewhere, trying her best not to be rude. But it caused her to peek down at her phone sitting on the bar, pressing the home button and seeing her own messages. She wondered if Troy was home yet. She knew he had quite a bit of work to do tonight so she had not tried to pester him into taking her out for a drink. After all, she was a grown woman, fully capable of a night out on the town by herself...despite how lonely it might be.

She wondered about the armed guards, asking him politely what he did for a living. She assumed he worked for the government. After all, there are very few jobs that requires such a posy to accompany oneself when out on the town. His comment had her smirking, nodding her head ever so slightly. "So I've been told." She shrugs it off as nothing. Troy had always been amazed at her attention to minute details.

When he introduced himself again, Amelia started to look at him questionably. She knew his name...he had just told her who he was. But before she could ask if he misunderstood the question, he mentioned that he was the newly elected mayor of Sacrosanct. She gave him an awkward smile, but laughed lightly at his voice. "Oh...wow...guess I should probably keep up better with the politics of the town. It would certainly be a reason to have body guards." She smiled at him before he continued, saying that he hoped she had voted for him. "I'm fairly new in town...I'm afraid I never voted." She took another sip of her drink before looked over at him. "Truth be told, politics aren't my thing. I mostly keep to myself." Which was true. Amelia had never really bothered with politics, never really caring about them. So long as people left her alone, then she did her own thing, rarely stepping on anyone's toes. Amelia was a rather private person.

She finished off her drink, signaling to the bartender that she was done for the night. Already she could feel the alcohol and didn't want to allow herself to get too carried away. "So tell me, what's it like to no longer have any privacy?" Amelia thought it would drive her up the wall if she were ever in that situation. The only one that was allowed to spend every second of every day with her was Troy...and he wasn't even here right now. She couldn't imagine everyone knowing each step she took, when she cut the cheese, and when she took a piss. It just didn't seem that appealing to her.