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.

something wicked this way comes


Posted on July 11, 2020 by serafina dubois
North


Gingerly, the young witch's manicured fingers reached out to pluck the small stack of cards from his fingertips. With careful poise, she arranged the cards in front of her in a pattern meaningful only to the young witch. Carefully she flipped them over, those illustrated cards almost seemed to glisten in the dim light that surrounded them though the intricacies of each somehow lost in the low light. Her eyebrows furrowed as she began to interpret their unique meanings, piecing it together in a somehow more coherent story. She was oblivious to the scowl that crossed his features. She glanced up only once she'd completed that reading, his features poised in something far more bemused. The lazy draw to his baritone voice prompted the girl's head to tilt inquisitively to the side. Interesting? Did that mean that, for him, these cards were grossly inaccurate? Her lips pursed together in contemplation, her companion's line of questioning following her own line of thought and audibly, the young woman couldn't help but to sigh. That was ever the question with a deck, wasn't it? Finding the one that coincided just right with her own unique brand of magic. So many decks simply did not have the energy to harmonize properly, her readings with those sporadic at best. But this deck? This one was....unique.

Serafina's elbow rose to the bartop, her head leaned against the palm of her hand as her stormy gaze returned towards the cards in front of her. "I'm not sure yet." She admitted after a moment. "It's a new deck. We're still getting to know one another but...I can feel the magic in them..unlike other cards." For a moment, Serafina was silent as she stared at those cards, the tower somehow seeming more...fiery beneath the weight of her gaze. Her head shook slightly, a single hand reaching out to easily swipe the cards together into a small, messy deck before she worked on righting them all and neatly placing them with the rest. "At the very least, your future was far better than mine. They told me I had a dark journey ahead of me that was going to destroy my entire world view." Serafina remarked darkly, the girl clearly unimpressed by the fate those cards whispered of. Still, it could have been worse. She could have drawn the Hanged Man or the Devil. The witch shook her head ever so slightly, her fingers diligently sliding the cards back into the box which they had come from.

It was his baritone voice that drew Serafina's gaze upwards and back towards the man, her head bobbing silently by way of response as she reached for her martini. That inquiry was hardly...unusual by any sense and yet she was sure she caught a hint of intrigue. "Oh, you know, it's your typical occult shop. Crystals, incense, candles, sage, that sort of thing. Most are...completely mundane but....I have some genuine bespelled items or...I do custom orders if you're looking for something...specific." The weight of her stormy gaze turned inquisitively towards the man, her brow pitched upwards in a vague hint of curiousness. "You know...good luck charms...amulets for success..." Her hand reached out, one poised finger pressed lightly against his chest as she leaned forward, her voice somehow more sultry in that moment. "...whatever your heart desires...for the right price, of course." She provided him with an almost mischievous wink, before the girl leaned back in her seat, content to sip on her martini as if she'd never invaded his personal space in the first place. Her gaze, however, never once left him, Serafina nothing if not curious as she pressed upon his boundaries, those ghosts that had once set her so on edge had hardly wavered, nor had they seemingly noticed the girl's capability of seeing them and Serafina, in turn, was content to her enjoy those brief moments of anonymity.

It was his comment of payment, however, that finally caused the corner of her lips to twitch upwards in a simper. "Cash, if you don't mind." She purred, her hand extending, palm upwards, in that clear universal sign. Truly, such a reading was hardly worth much, as far as Serafina thought, and yet, she was willing to take whatever he was willing to give. It was capitalism at its finest, wasn't it?

serafina dubois


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