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.

SHE WAS BORN AND TAUGHT TO ROAR.


Posted on June 26, 2014 by Andy Aithne
North
andy k. aithne
she was born and taught to roar
Andy was beginning to enjoy the atmosphere that was the Voodoo Room. She'd come to know a few of the regulars who, at this point, probably deserved a plaque with their name on it on their favorite chairs, and she'd gotten to flirt drunkenly with the bartender a few times. Tonight was no different, though she was making a point to avoid any conversations with the man who brought her her drinks unless those conversations included the ordering of said beverages. For the time being, she was content with her right hand wrapped around a double whiskey sour and her left hand drumming the beat of some obscure rock song against the wooden booth. She'd expertly commandeered the booth by the window this evening, her amber eyes watching out the curtained glass with a look that said something along these lines: "Don't fucking bother me, I don't have time for your bullshit."

In all honesty, the brunette Witch was having a pleasant evening and was in a mood that couldn't be described as angry at all. However, she'd learned to adopt such a facade to keep those who she would deem "less interesting" or "not interesting at all" at bay. Tricks of the trade, my friend.

In fact, the only thing that had piqued the lovely Andy's interest all night was the sudden rumbling of thunderous tailpipes. She'd always been a softie for two-wheeled transportation. Sipping her sour leisurely, the girl watches as the blonde man parks his impressive black Softail outside the bar. She takes a moment to assess herself in the reflection of the window -- her dark hair falls in large, tousled waves and her simple black t-shirt is doing an expert job of accentuating all of the areas she had hoped to accentuate this evening.

The biker draws attention to himself as he enters the Voodoo Room, though Andy is unsure if they all see what she does, or if it's simply because he's a rough-looking man with some impressive eyeballs. Whatever it is, it doesn't much matter to the girl, and swiftly she's up from her booth and heading to his. She drains the rest of her whiskey sour on the way over and haphazardly tosses her glass to the cute bartender, ignoring the choice words he has for her as he nearly misses catching the cup. Leaning a hand against the biker's table, she gives him a second to finish taking a drink from his Jack and offers him a sweet smile and a purr. "Bring me for a ride."

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