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.
Dareios stared at the doctor intently, watching the subtle changes in her demeanor after he presented himself for the taking. He wanted to be honest with her from the get go. If she had questions, well, it was better if she found out the answers now than later on down the line, he mused. Or at least, he'd rather she find out from him and not another creature, maybe someone young and with less self control.
Despite this, Miya had a way of truly testing Dareios' discipline. Sure, he'd had slip ups over the years. Ian, his associate, was the most recent one. There had been women, too. Ones who teased him with sex but their darker fantasies pushed him too far. These were memories he didn't revisit often, but they sounded off in the back of his head now in warning. If Dareios was truly going to open himself up to Miya, well, there were some boundaries she was going to have to try to understand.
He smiled at her as he watched her stick out her tongue in a playful manner. He enjoyed seeing the way she lit up at the opportunity to ask him anything. But before she could voice any of her curious thoughts, they were both bent over her scalding hand. He could once again feel the blood rushing through her body, both from the sensation of the burn and the aftermath of him startling her. "Sorry." He said sheepishly, before taking a step to the side. His head reached for her wrist while she ran cold water over her palm. He bent forward to inspect it more carefully. "I could get the cream if you prefer, but the 'magic' is indeed much quicker." He offered in a nonchalant manner.
He cocked his head to look at her seriously now, gauging her interest in his offer. "Perhaps this can be lesson number one." He said with a sympathetic smile. He motioned for her to move back to the chairs, and grabbed the displaced kettle off the stove. The vampire finished pouring two cups of tea into the saucers she had laid out, and brought them to her back at the small table. 'Vampire blood has instant healing powers." He said. "For it to work, you will of course, have to consume it." The pale man raises his thin lips and his fangs protrude. He moves one, slender index finger toward his mouth and presses it quickly and firmly against one incisor. As he pulled his hand away, a fleck of rich red blood pools at the tip. "Allow me..." He said, his voice trailing off as his fangs retract, and he grants just one drop of his blood to fall into the teacup.
He looks up to Miya then apprehensively, unsure how she would register this. It was blood, after all, that he was suggesting she drink. His blood. He swallowed hard then and waited for Miya to say something. "It's strange, I know." He said with an uneasy laugh. "Vampires have been hunted down for their blood for centuries, because of these exact properties. I do wonder if just a drop would help you feel less exhausted, too."
He breathes a deep sigh then before effortlessly sliding into the chair across from her. "There is a bit of a catch, however." He begins, his stare dropping to the dilluted, red tea before returning to the doctor. "If you choose to drink my blood, I will have access to your -err- emotions.... I'll also be able to feel where you are. It's difficult to explain, but this is only temporary. The ability will wane and disappear eventually."
Dareios Auerbach | Vampire | Vinyl