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.

for pleasure seldom has a cure


Posted on May 24, 2020 by SEBASTIAN ELLINGTON-ARAGONA
North

Sebastian Ellington-Aragona

His Royal Highness, Prince of Italy


His bodyguards were all but quick to converge around the vampire and his companion at the slightest gesture from the Italian Prince. They were ushered through the dance club, the pair largely skirting the crowd before they were led into a service corridor that spat them out into the side alley where his SUV awaited. The large black vehicle had, admittedly, become an almost sanctuary from the pressing crowds that tended to gather at the slightest word of Royal presence, even very far from the country he assisted in ruling. The door was opened for them, Carolina sliding first into the tinted vehicle, only for the Englishman to follow suit. The door was closed behind him, his bodyguards taking their position within the front of the vehicle as it smoothly began to move forward and towards their next destination. Sebastian was entirely aware of the weight of Carolina's gaze upon him, the crystalline hue of his own irises shifted to the woman at his side in an entirely inquisitive manner. The gentle tone of her musing prompted a chuckle from the Prince's lips as his shoulders lifted in a vague shrug.

It was that probing inquiry, however, that caught the Englishman off guard. His head tilted ever so slightly to the side in vague contemplation of her inquiry. It was, admittedly far more difficult to answer then she anticipated. "It...reminds me a bit of my childhood. When I grew we still had servants and maids, women didn't go anywhere unaccompanied. That was a long time ago though.....but....they are more preferable to the alternative. I've found I don't enjoy the assassination attempts." A small simper drifted across the vampire's lips, the Englishman easily brushing off his own experiences with a near true eternal death. It had been that night that had forced the Prince to become accustomed to his 'shadows', that freedom he'd once so liberally enjoyed entirely moot to begin with when the majority of his days of bachelorhood had revolved primarily around sex and the acquisition of blood. Such considerations, however, were easily pressed aside as the vehicle came to a halt not but a few minutes later, the cafe in question hardly terribly far from the bar they had previously lingered within.

It took a moment before their door was open, one of his guards had already gone ahead to verify the cafe safe enough for Italy's crowned prince. "Your Highness." Those words were uttered softly towards him as his bodyguard offered him the slightest of bows, gesturing the way towards the cafe doors. "Thank you." Sebastian easily scooted out of the vehicle, only to offer Carolina his hand, a habitual gesture, admittedly, from his days spent on those Victorian streets. It was only once she'd stepped from the vehicle that Sebastian led the way into the cafe, and towards the front counter. The woman on the other side seemed....overly eager, that giddy grin beaming across her features as she welcomed them in. Sebastian provided her with a small simper before the weight of those blue eyes turned towards Carolina herself. "What kind of crepe do you want, love?" He inquired, the man lingering perhaps far closer to her petite frame than he should within the eyes of the public.

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