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.

gonna make my mark


Posted on February 14, 2018 by Taylor Dixon
North


She laughed when he said that his lips were sealed, nudging his shoulder playfully as she said it was good to know. He smirked. "I'm an excellent secret keeper. At least I've been told." She grinned at him, but her face sobered a little before asking if he'd ever go back to where he came from. He scowled thoughtfully for a minute before shrugging. "I guess it's not totally off the books. My mom pretty much never leaves the local area so I'd probably have to go visit to make her happy. But just to visit. I could never live there." He knew that for certain. He turned to her, nudging his head. "What about you?"

When he pretended to get up to leave the table, she grabbed his arm and he laughed as he sat back down. She said that he could sit with her for the evening anyway and he smirked. Then she said that tomorrow he'd have to go back to his own table. He laughed. "I appreciate the generosity, ma'am. I'll try not to let you down." He grinned right back at her. He asked her if she'd seen any fairy dust yet and she told him that she hadn't but she'd seen plenty of actual dust. "I can see that. Dust tends to collect....where the ground is." He tried to sound as serious as he could but it was hard. Then she looked around, saying something about it being late and he glanced toward the doors, his brow raised. Yeah, it was getting pretty late.

He watched as she looked around for something before she found a pen and wrote some numbers down on a napkin. She told him they could hang out again with some whiskey. He nodded. "For sure." She slid the number to him, thanking him for saving her and he shrugged. "It was nothing. I'm sure you could have handled him but I didn't want to see the poor guy go home on a stretcher. It was more for his sake than yours." He smirked again, his eyes twinkling before he lifted his glass. "It was nice meeting you, Kat. Be safe out there."

OOC: Sure, sounds good!