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.
The VooDoo Room
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.
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.
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.
He knew his power wasn't what some would call magical or make you think happy thoughts. No, his power was poison, but it had gotten him out of some sticky situations like this one one on more than one occasion so it had its uses. He heard the startled scream from the girl as the gun went off but he wasn't surprised. She was scared. It was easy to see in those big eyes of hers. He grabbed her hand as he turned to run, sure that she might be the type to freeze up when danger gets too overwhelming. He couldn't take that chance. The last thing he wanted was an innocent life on the line because he didn't see it through. He told her to get to safety, preferably in a car, but she shook her head, letting him know that she didn't have one. It was surprising, especially since it seemed like practically everyone had a car now.
He didn't remember the streets being quite so crowded a century ago. Even so, the girl was distracted by the blood trickling down his arm and insisted he go to a hospital. He was quick to disagree. He knew what would happen if his blood fell into the wrong hands. From what he'd gathered even in his short time back out in the world, Hunters were all too real and more prevalent now than ever before. They probably worked human jobs for cover and intel. A hospital would just be another goldmine of finding out supernaturals. He couldn't take that risk. When he asked about her house, she told him it was about a twenty minute walk. She looked down as she said it, almost like she was ashamed to have been walking all this time. His expression softened, even as he nodded. "Okay, then I'll walk you. I want to make sure you get home safely."
As they started to walk, he kept his hand over the wound, hoping to stifle the bleeding. When that didn't seem to help, he paused to rip off a piece of his shirt and tie it around the wound, groaning as he used his teeth to pull it tight. He was used to having to use whatever he had on him. He wasn't so worried about the wound, but like her, he was worried what his fresh blood in the air might attract. The sooner he could get her home and to safety, the better. It seemed not soon enough when she was walking up the steps to an apartment building and getting the door. He paused on the threshold, having planned on getting her home so he could go crash in his hotel for the night and try again to find Troy in the morning. But it seemed the girl had other plans.
Before he knew it, she was leading him upstairs to her doorway and letting him in, saying she was going to get some bandages. He sighed and took a seat at the table, glancing around the apartment as he called back to her. "It's just a graze, really. I'm fine." Even so, his eyes twinkled with a little amusement when she came back. He sat perfectly still so if she wanted to look at the wound, she could. He found himself studying her petite features. "I'm Kit, by the way. That way it doesn't look like you let strangers in your apartment on the regular."