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.
In his quieter moments, Dareios pressed himself on why he was seemingly becoming so interested in the young doctor. He hadn't felt infatuated with someone - a human - like this since the end of the last World War. And for so long, the vampire had resisted any semblance of romance in his life. He was rich. He was a public figure. He was a well-known philanthropist. The gossip rags certainly built him up as the city's most eligible bachelor, all supernatural things considered. And Dareios' publicist was sure to set him up on the occasional dinner or gala date for the photo opportunities and to keep the buzz about his eternal "single-ness" not too much on the forefront of the headlines.
But Miya, was, well... different. She was pure. Too innocent for her own good. Briefly, he wondered if he was just a stereotype, the blood sucking monster pining after the pretty little virgin. But on his defense, Dareios didn't realize she was a virgin until after these feelings had already taken root. She wasn't who his publicist would have chosen for him, that's for sure. But she was quite remarkable in her own right.
There was a playfulness about him as he held his hand out to her in the drizzling rain. For the first time, he was going to share a piece of him, the real him, with her, should she be brave enough to accept it. He scoffs a laugh, flashing an uncharacteristic toothy grin as she tries to process what just happened. "Sure did." He said with a newfound giddy energy.
The grin doesn't disappear as Miya let her nerves talk for her. "I promise you'll be okay."
He watches as she slips her hand in his. Dareios takes a step closer then, wrapping his other arm around her back before bending at his knees and lifting her, easily cradling her under her legs and supporting her mid-back. He dips his chin and raises an eyebrow. "Ready?" He says, then spins on his heels and takes one step forward on the damp asphalt.
The rest is a blur.
Dareios moves expertly down the sidewalk, sidestepping effortlessly out of the way of a few pedestrians who are blissfully unaware of his high-speed presence. He turns one block, and then another, and in a matter of minutes, they've reached Miya's neighborhood. In an instant, all motion has stopped, and Dareios is standing squarely at the corner of a quaint intersection. He cocks his head to one side and then the other as he assesses their whereabouts. He remembers vaguely the first time they met - the coffee shop, the spilled donuts, and how he had opted to walk her home so she wouldn't be in the streets alone. He recalls looking up her address and making sure those old bulbs in the streetlights had been replaced. But he can't quite place her actual apartment.
"Am I close?"
Dareios Auerbach | Vampire | Vinyl