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 June 18, 2019 by audette rousseau
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A soft sigh left the young ballerina's lips as she settled upon the bench of her studio's changing rooms. The girl reached down to tug gently at the ribbons that firmly kept her point shoes tied around her ankles. Her fingers were altogether gentle as she pulled her slender feet from those scuffed pink shoes. She frowned ever so slightly as she reached down, her fingers gingerly massaging her feet. They were particularly sore today, their dance routines in the wake of the Nutcracker this past Christmas somehow becoming more rigorous as the battle for Prima Ballerina ever increased. Despite the months that had passed, the French girl had made decidedly few friends within her company beyond those that politely offered the occasional 'how are you' and 'good job today' sort of greetings. Audette glanced up as several of her coworker's walked by, the girl gifting them a small encouraging simper. Although she knew moving a new place was...hard, the ballerina had never anticipated how difficult it was to be alone within a new country. It was a sort of loneliness she hadn't been prepared for and yet, she made every effort to remain true to her aspirations - to stay busy, keep her eyes on her goal and dance with the entirety of her soul.

It was sometime later that Audette shed her leotard in favor of her street clothes. Her ballet shoes switched in favor of a pair of crisp white tennis shoes. Her things where shoved neatly within a pale pink duffle bag, the back strap tossed over her shoulder as Audette lugged her outfit off the bench. With a small wave goodbye to her remaining coworkers and a soft hum upon her lips, the French woman headed towards the back door of the dance studio, the girl entirely looking forward to returning, uneventfully, to her home where she might soak her tired feet in an Epson salt bath...perhaps even with a warm cup of tea. How utterly delightful. It was with such dreams of a warm beverage that Audette tossed open the side door, stepping out into the alleyway that ran alongside the luxurious dance studio. The very last thing she anticipated was to see a man standing directly in front of her, or rather, a pair of men, one so distinctly fae. It took a moment before Audette registered the metallic gleam of a gun and for an awful, precarious moment the French fairy stared in the same sort of surprise as the men so clearly holding up the unfortunate stranger. She was hardly prepared for the way one of them quickly snapped out of that shock to reach out for the girl, clearly not wishing her to run and yet Audette was far too astonished to make any real attempt to escape. "Ow, ow, ow, I didn't see anything!" She protested as she was roughly grabbed and pulled to Kit's side. This was so not how she'd wanted her day to go!

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