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.
The vampire's phone buzzed incessantly in his pocket, but he was too enthralled with the tired, ailing doctor at the table to be bothered by much of it. Miya certainly had a way of captivating him - they'd been together for over an hour now - from the time he left the hospital to find her asleep on a park bench, his card in hand, to him escorting her home and now, about to convince her to drink his blood. It was a whirlwind of an hour, that much was for sure. And clearly, the mayor's handlers were perplexed by his notable and sudden absence.
"One lesson at a time, my dear." The vampire quipped with a grin at her comment about turning humans to vampires. That gruesome process was a story meant for another day. But Dareios' beady, dark eyes followed her every move. He could feel the quickening of her heartbeat in her chest, almost as if it was his own. It made him salivate, and uncomfortable thoughts and feelings rise to the forefront of his mind and loins. But then she did it. He watched as she tenderly lifted the warm glass of tea, bringing it to her soft, curvy lips.... and she sipped.
The vampire mayor exhaled greatly then, rolling his shoulders as he did so. A lopsided grin grew slowly across his own thin lips as he registered something new - something different - about them both. The hollowed areas under her tired eyes were gone. Her gaze was bright, her expression taunt and cheery. Darios, in turn, looked quite the same. But he felt different, because he could now feel her inside of him. Her excitement coursed through him as she stood from the table. Her newfound energy was explosive.
"Careful now." He warned, as he pivoted in his seat, his eyes following her as she darted around the room. If Dareios wasn't undead, perhaps he would have blushed in this moment, catching her comment about wanting to suck his blood. "Humans find it quite intoxicating, but it can be addictive... like any other drug." As she leaned in to kiss him, the vampire instinctively froze. It wasn't until she danced away that a stiff, cold palm moved to cover his cheek where she had planted her lips.
A slender, dark eyebrow rose at her offer, and he too, stood from the table. He smoothed out the lapels on his blazer before checking his phone. The illuminated screen offered up a series of missed calls and messages. He buried it back into his trousers pocket. "How about dinner?"
Dareios Auerbach | Vampire | Vinyl