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.

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Posted on May 25, 2019 by emerson navarro
North


As they stand looking at the motorcycle, Emmy is inwardly terrified. She's never been on something with anything less than four walls other than a bicycle. She had read of bad motorcycle crashes where people ended up dead or dismembered. If she did somehow manage to survive either one of those options, then she would surely be scratched up and scarred up. Such things wouldn't do well for her income. After all, she made much more as an attractive musician than she would scarred. It was terribly vain of her to think in such a way, but this was her livelihood. If she didn't make money, she didn't eat.

He doesn't seem to take her question seriously asking if his motorcycle was safe. Instead, he laughs at her. She throws him a glare, showing him just how irritated he was at her clear worry over their mode of transportation this morning. He then proceeds to tell her that not only was it safe (which she still doubted), but it was fast too. "How about we not test its speed today." If she was going to get on that bike with him, then she wanted to make sure that all laws were followed and she was safely delivered from point A to point B. However, something told her that he would ignore her request and simply go as fast as he wanted to. He seemed like the type who really like the live on the edge and taunt death daily.

However, the one thing he does seem to do is insure that the helmet in on correctly and fastened securely. He tightens the band beneath her chin and he feels the way it snuggly sits against her skin. She takes a deep breath as he mounts himself on the bike and kicks away the kickstand. She can feel the way it leans with their weight and she instinctively wraps her arms around his waist, pressing her front against his back. Hands grip into his shirt, holding on securely.

As he turns the key in the ignition and the bike roars to life, she is taken back and startled. She jumps a little against his back, unprepared for the sudden, loud, noise from the bike. Clearly she hadn't been around many motorcycles in her lifetime. As he twists the gas making the motor of the bike rev up even louder, she cannot help the way her body startles against his own. But then, the hum resumes to at least a tolerable level. And as she asks where to next, he answers.

She clutches her hands more firmly against his body as the bike begins to move. The sounds of the bike, the road, and the wind prevent her from talking too much, which was probably a good thing. This was Marcelo's idea for a date, so she would just sit back and try to enjoy the trip. She wanted to know where they were heading, but instead of trying to ask over the sounds of the road, she simply quieted down and tried to relax her stance against him.



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