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.

when i'm high i don't come down

Posted on November 07, 2019 by Carolina Grace Bedford

Carolina Grace Bedford.

How she despised this feeling, this inability to fully heal and move on from such trauma that she had experienced. It was so alien to feel this out of control, it reminded her of the early days of her transformation in a way, and she hadn't liked it then either. She sucked in lungfuls of the crisp night air as if she had just been drowning, which perhaps was not too far from the truth of the situation, her grip fiercely tight on the ledge of the roof as if anchoring herself to the world. The pain beginning to bite into the sensitive flesh of her palms a reminder that this was real, this was tangible, and what she had experienced below was not. Coupled with the burn of the alcohol as it slid like fire down her throat helped cement her more in the present, though her heart did not begin to slow until that silken voice interrupted her reverie.

She turned to eye him appraisingly, always enjoying the veritable eye candy he presented her with as that all too familiar buzz of gravity encircled them. Tonight, however, she pushed it to the back of her mind, still too shaken to allow her guard to drop so quickly; for now, at least. Instead she hummed thoughtfully in the back of her throat as the verbalized the typical fate that seemed to draw them into the same place, as if someone was trying to tell them something, but they came from vastly different worlds she knew now and there was more than one barrier separating them she had learned after that first time she had returned to the city. Enjoyable as that time had been, she wondered if the knowledge would change things between them. He didn't seem inclined to any shift in their paradigm, his velveteen smile the same as those crystalline eyes shone towards her.

It was her comment about ghosts being far more probable here than some other things that seemed to affect him the most, the subtle momentary shift in his focus apparent to her eyes. His quiet, muttered response confirming her suspicions even before he moved to hold his own glass to his lips for a moment longer than most would take. She offered him a sad smile that was full of understanding, they were all haunted in their own ways she didn't doubt, and it was unlikely he was any more inclined to summon such ghosts by mentioning them than she was. Instead she pushed off the roof's ledge to lean against the tall, circular table that separated them, placing her drink atop its smooth surface after she took another long pull of the fiery liquid. Her arms returning to wrap near self-conciously around herself, seeming to hold herself together in a way. "So, Sebastian Felix Ellington-Brownlow-Cust-Aragona." His full name rolled off her tongue with practiced ease, unable to forget it the moment it had been displayed in bold, black ink in the papers she had actually used when moving back into the city the day after their original reunion.

She couldn't help the teasing tone that crept into her recitation, nor the slight curl of her pink lips upwards as she let the weight of it fill the air between them. "What brings you here tonight?" She wondered how much that usage of his full name would make him wonder just how much she knew about it, it must be terribly intrusive to live such a public life that most of your comings and goings could be found online. Not that she was one to cyber-stalk him, but since returning to this city it was near impossible to miss the news stories that seemed to revolve around the pair. At least the Italian bodyguards made sense now.

Run away with me
Lost souls and reverie
Running wild and running free
Two kids, you and me
Long live the pioneers
Rebels and mutineers
Go forth and have no fear
Come close the end is near