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.
Lay me gently in the cold dark earth
No grave can hold my body down
Salty. An immediate thought that courses through Jack's mind as he watches the witch in front of him, she was hardly friendly, even after he had offered her money for her services. He was, perhaps, not used to having someone so cold towards him. It didn't sit well with the vampire but... his curiosity still won out as he settles in his seat and accepts those cards willingly, that all American boy smile hardly faltering on his features. It does nothing as he meets the gaze of Miss Dubois, the woman not phased in the slightest by the charm he attempts to put on. Disappointing, sure but the man was still achieving his goal, prying into what she does while his mind works in those devious ways. The tarot reading was more or less for fun and yet, there was some potential he could see by striking a bargain with this witch. Her demeanor changes slightly as he continues his questioning, Jack hardly thinking the woman was opening up by any means but... she was answering him at least. He gives her a small smile in response to her answer, more or less a simple acknowledgment that he had heard her. He can't help but allow his curiosity to pique as he asks her of her livelihood.
Her response has him raising his brows, the wheels turning faster. A witch who owned her own shop. Interesting. Perhaps there was more to her than he had initially thought. Tilting his head, he's ready to question her further but she stacks the deck neatly next to her and takes his cards from his hand. Glancing down, he watches her work as she begins to flip them over one by one. Her quiet voice has him glancing up from the cars to her face, his own brows arching in curiosity as she begins to read his cards to her. It was all rather... interesting, being told something he already knew but also something that someone else knew about him. It didn't quite make him feel uncomfortable, but the notion that tarot cards could be fairly accurate was... curious. He can't help but allow his face to fall into a scowl briefly, the man eyeing the woman as she reads the cards. He didn't care to be known and yet, as she goes on, amusement begins alight in his eyes, the scowl all but vanishing as he sits back slightly in his chair.
"Hmmm, interesting," he drawls lazily as he glances at Serafina. "Miss Dubois, your tarot readings... do you feel like they are accurate?" He asks, a boyish smile tugging at the corner of his lips. Jack wasn't entirely sure what to feel, some of what she had said was true and yet, he was also a well known public figure, it was possible she already knew who he was and wanted to tell him something she was already aware of. Despite the partial accuracy of her reading, he wasn't entirely convinced by the witch, even being a creature created on myth and legend with a touch of magic, there were still some things to Jack that he couldn't accept. But, he wasn't about to dog on the woman for making a buck, even if all she was running was a scam. Leaning forward slightly, he peers down at the cards without touching them, inspecting each of them. When he's satisfied, he shifts in his seat and looks up, "You said you also own your own shop?" He questions casually, "What sort of business are you into?" He asks, before picking up the dainty glass and giving it another sip.
"Ah, payment too," he says after a moment, the glass being set on the bar gently, "Would you prefer a few drinks? Or cash?" He asks, his eyes glinting with amusement as he watches the witch. He already had a sneaking suspicion on what she would ask for, but the man, when he wanted to, was nothing short of a gentleman and a man of his word.