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

The VooDoo Room
The Witchery


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.

virtue has a veil, vice a mask

Posted on August 26, 2018 by Raven Clocksworth
i'm not ashamed of my scars, i'm ashamed of the world for not understanding.

If Dorian or Tetradore were here they would have been able to easily coherence the bearded woman to trust them. They would have charmed the woman to the point she would have given him the hair from her beard, perhaps even all of it. The King of the West and the King of Italy would have been the perfect and ideal partners for this particular mission. The young woman would have fallen for their charms too if she didn't have her eyes on a certain goofy cat. The boy didn't have the sophisticated charms or knew the art of filtration. This was evident to everyone, even to her, and yet that didn't bother her at all. It wasn't his ability to flirt with her or his lack of ability to be suave. She fell in love with the man that saw her for her, and accepted her for as she was. It didn't bother her at all that he lacked abilities that other deemed acceptable and necessary in a partner. Raven was certain she lacked abilities too. The lupine loved the boy for so many reasons, that if she could list them all she would, but now was not the time. As much as she loved him she did not love his comment he made to the bearded woman. 'We want your face. This was not the correct choice of words to say. There were other words he could have said, so many other words in the English language. Hell, she would have been fine if he said something in Spanish! However, she did not like his choice of words and neither did the other woman. Raven didn't blame her in the slightest for freaking out, she would have too, and yet she didn't appreciate having objects being thrown at her mate or at herself.

Panicking Raven attempted to explain and translate. She didn't know Italian very well, only a few words here and there to get her by. However, she did her very best to try and explain everything. Sadly it did not work out. Seeing the brass hairbrush be thrown and collided into her mate's forehead, Raven couldn't help, but release a very low warning growl. Even though her mate said the wrong thing that didn't mean he needed to be attacked. Marching forward she promptly placed herself between the woman and her deviant. Seeing the woman make a beeline for the door she promptly shut the door to her trailer, her mind already targeting the woman as their prey. The curly-haired woman needed to keep the woman calm, because the last thing she wanted as her coworkers to come in and invade her trailer. They were already stuck in a very tight spot, and she knew that as predators, they didn't do well when they were trapped in small spaces. Asking Tobias, for a second time, to help her keep the woman calm didn't help at all. Really, she ought to know better than to ask again. His order to the woman wasn't technically the direction she was wanting to take. Really there ought to be some time when she should explain to the Beta that just because he was a Beta didn't mean he got to order everyone around, especially those not within his pack. It did not take her much effort to keep the woman from opening the trailer door.

With the woman unable to make her escape she decided to play offensively. The bearded woman went back to her dresser and began to grab any and every item she could. Blue-grey eyes narrowed as she used her telekinesis to keep the objects from landing on her or her mate. Although she was starting to lose track, because some items did land on her. A little pocket mirror landed against her right eye, causing her to yelp, and hold her eye shut for a moment. Some makeup items thwacked her arm and legs. The woman threw scarves at her and one managed to cover her eyes as it landed on her head. Looking through the fabric she could make out the scared woman in front of her. As the woman grabbed her stool she threw the piece of furniture directly at her. The lupine yelped when part of the chair struck her. Frustrated she grabbed the scarf and threw it on the ground, levitating the chair, ready to strike it against the woman. Though she didn't throw it at the woman, because at that moment her mate grabbed the woman by the beard. Her eyes would widen in shock as she saw her mate holding a pair of scissors, which he knew better was forbidden object to hold, and watched as he cut half the woman's beard off. They didn't need that much hair! As her mate held the hair up proudly she was about to tell him to get away from the woman when the woman threw him aside. A low snarl could be heard as she stormed forward to the bearded woman, showing her roughly into the dresser. Pink lips would pull back to reveal her pearly white human teeth, her eyes narrowed, as that snarl only deepened.

It was the sound of her mate telling her to open the door did the lupine recognize where she was and what she was doing. Letting the woman go for a moment she used her telekinesis to wrap around and tie around the woman's face to blindfold her. Feeling her mate grab her hand, she followed after him, but as she was forced to leave she would use her telekinesis to make the half-bearded woman fly across her trailer and land in the back. Raven wasn't the kind to willingly harm another, and she didn't want the woman hurt, but she was irritated by the treatment. As Tobias slammed the door and wrenched a broom underneath the handle, Raven was breathing heavily to calm herself. Looking up at him he seemed pleased with himself hardly troubled at all with their actions. Seeing him hold up the cut off beard again she simply stared at him in shock. Did he not realize they didn't do this in a calm fashion? They both got hurt, the woman got hurt, surely, and this wasn't exactly what she wanted to happen. Still trying to catch her breath and settle her nerves she was caught off guard when he pressed his lips to her own. Gasping for breath she shook her head as she spoke up, the woman clearly troubled and upset.

"Yes, we did...but we scared her. That's the one thing I didn't want to do. And now she is all upset. It won't be long before her pack comes to deal with us. We really need to work on what you say to people from now on, because...oh â€" yes Tobi?"

Hearing her name she looked up, those words quite soft as she said his name. Blue-grey eyes looked up to see his own darkened black eyes, noticing that flare of gold coming up. It had been such a long time since she last saw that other side of him, and it would seem tonight he would not make his presence again. It was his lopsided grin that made the woman return with a small sheepish smile. This was one of the reasons why she loved him so, when the world was turning and things were going on, he had that ability to look at her as if there was no else. Hearing his stuttered words her chest swelled as she felt her heart expand and kick, looking up at him lovingly. He hardly said those words to her. It wasn't something he said to her all the time, but he didn't have to. Others would have demanded it from their mate, but she didn't demand anything from him. There were many times he told her he loved her without words. When they slept together she liked how held onto her, or when they laid in bed together twisted and curled around one another doing absolutely nothing. How he would purr and groom her when they rested against one another after a moment of play within their Were forms. How he would allow her to lean against him after they fought within the ring. Even how he said her name at any time for any reason...even how he looked at now. Gently she whispered her own admiration, one hand moving to gently push some of his dark locks out from his eyes, head hand resting against his face.

"I love you too Tobi."

Blue-grey eyes would lower, based upon the movement of his hands, she watched as his fingers brushed over that metallic ring. Soon. It was only a few months away, but soon they would have their own wedding. Within the were-community they had already been declared as mates. A gentle summer breeze would pull some of her golden-brown curly tendrils aside to reveal that old mark around her neck where her mate had laid his claim on her. It was an archaic way for their kind to signal to others when one was taken, but that didn't mean the significance was entirely lost. With that ring around his hand, the ring around her own, it was a symbol to the human species that they were taken. Raven couldn't wait for their own wedding, she was ready to march down that aisle, and declare him hers. Anyone be damned to Hell if they should get in her way. It wasn't often she felt his lips press against her forehead in such a gentle manner, this movement something she did on occasion to him. For a moment she would lean into him feeling that comfort once more, snaking her arm around his waist, urging from him a hug. Hearing him proclaim he would protect her, even from chairs, made her giggle softly. It was endearing in so many ways. Raven knew that Tobias would keep her safe from anything and everything that came their way, whether the threat was significant or not at all. She would do so in kind to him. Raven didn't want any sort of harm to ever come to him. Although hearing him claim her as a wife and calling himself a husband, was surprising. He understood, especially with the rings, he understood what they were. Others wouldn't take the time to help him learn, others would see him as a lost cause. She didn't. She never did. Lifting herself on her tip toes she would kiss him gently. Affectionately she would speak softly to him, nodding in agreement.

"Yes, you are right. And I know you will do a wonderful job protecting me, and keeping me safe."

The woman pounding on the door was ignored as she slipped her hand into his own, walking them down the steps of the trailer, and away. Let her pack find her in this state. Hopefully with the amount of people within the crowd they would not be hard to find. She could feel her eye throbbing, knowing it would bruise, and yet she wouldn't let it bother her at all. As they walked together she happily leaned into him. Raven knew her mate would always be there to protect her and she would do the same for him. Although she felt a sudden chill when she thought of her Father. Tetradore knew he was back, but she never told her mate. Tetradore promised he would keep her safe from him, and she knew Tobias would do the same as well, but she was afraid that she might lose one of them from him. She knows she should say something, but not now...not when they were supposed to enjoy themselves. Shaking her head to rid herself of such dark thoughts, she looked up at her mate speaking lightly.

"Come on Tobi...we should try to have some fun. What would you like to do? Have some fun here at the circus or take the car and have some fun back at the palace?"

Raven Clocksworth.
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