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.
You call and I respond, the sparrow and the song
Spencer noticed Askaree as she turned from the receptionist that had directed her toward him, the man quietly folding and setting the magazine he had been absently flipping through to pass the time. Judging by the way she approached him, Askaree appeared to be every inch the hidden predator she was. For the -nth time today, Spencer questioned the wisdom of his actions that led him to this spot but he had been questioning these actions since before he took the first step and, despite having ample opportunity to disappear before she knew he was around, here he sat. Waiting and watching as she approached.
"I never took you for the jealous type," he retorted calmly as he leaned slightly back in his chair. Apparently, all sense of logic had fled him as he seemed keen on tempting fate and a famously short-tempered woman. His jaw tensed slightly as she leaned over him, gripping his thighs and pressing ever so closer into his personal space. His jaw clenched ever so slightly more as she applied further pressure in her grip, one of his hands nearly gripping her wrist before he stopped himself. However, perhaps more disarming than Askaree was the lack of terror or even really fear. No, rather Spencer was finding himself feeling more nervous than afraid. Did this mean he was becoming accustomed to her? Or was he just learning to navigate her? The smallest hint of a frown tugged at the corner of his mouth, the man quickly shoving those troubles to the back of his thoughts. He may try to process and puzzle them later but he was just as likely to handle them as he did nearly everything that involved Askaree - he wouldn't until they came up to bite.
His eyes darted over hers, searching her expression, before glancing away toward the receptionist desk. It seemed they had a bit of an audience, not that he could blame them. It wasn't exactly like this place was bustling with activity, so it was probably the most exciting part of their day, seeing someone new in the building. His eyes flicked back to her, hand cautiously closing around her wrist loosely to give the smallest tug to remove it. "I'm not here to cause you trouble, Askaree. You've been out of sorts all day and I..." He hesitated, his brow furrowing as he found himself unwilling to admit that there may have been some personal concern. His eyes darted to the side, jaw tensing again before relaxing. "I was just ensuring it wasn't anything that could interfere with your job." Well, that was a piss poor excuse but maybe he would be so lucky and she wouldn't press.
"If you're satisfied with your daily quota of invading my personal space, then I suggest we leave. There's a bar not too far from here." He suggested, throwing out what he hoped would be an acceptable peace offering and distraction to her. His wallet may come to regret it.