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.
The VooDoo Room
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.
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.
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.
He was beyond relieved to have Isolt back in his good graces. At least he could go back to enjoying her presence without feeling like he was walking on eggshells. Well, mostly. He was still sucking up to her in a way but that might never go away completely. There was a layer of trust he had wrecked through not once but twice now. While she may always love him, he had to earn her trust again. He knew that would be no easy feat. But in the meantime, she could enjoy all the expensive cuisine she wanted. Vampire friendly, of course. He wanted to spend time with her, show her that she was worth it. His hand eagerly reached for hers across the table as they waited for their meal. There was a live band playing slow romantic music and they had the VIP section all to themselves. He had almost reserved the whole restaurant, wanting nothing to get in the way of their time. His finger drew small heart patterns on the back of her palm, smirking at her in that devilish way he knew she liked.
As the waitor delivered their entrees, he made to dig in, but something caught his attention. He heard someone talking loudly. He could tell it was outside and usually he wouldn't have bothered but the voice sounded somehow familiar. Was that...Arlo? His head tilted and as he gave Isolt another roguish smile, his gaze swept over her shoulder to the window only to see none other than the younger vampire he'd come to befriend. He seemed to be on the run...but from what? Damon thought about ignoring it, just for a night. He glanced again at Isolt, wanting just to ignore all of his consciousness and just go on with their date, but somehow his gaze kept getting dragged back to Arlo. Dammit. This is what he got for trying to be nice. Just more trouble. When he heard more yelling, he decided he couldn't take it anymore. Standing, he waved the waitor over for the check and flashed Isolt an apologetic smile.
"Sorry, love. Would you excuse me for a moment?" Hoping she wouldn't be too pissed, he made his way out the restaurant and toward where he could still hear Arlo yelling at...well, someone. "Arlo? Buddy? Everything okay out here?" He called out as he made his way to where he could hear him.