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.
If Tipson had known the truth of what she was this would have gone far differently. Whoever heard of a were-siamese cat though? Were creatures were large dangerous beasts like wild cats, wolves, bears and such brute strength animals. Still, there was no doubt as he mentioned fish to the cat she seemed to understand his suggestion to a point. That just seemed to prove all the more what he had already decided, she was someone's lost pet. The cat had probably heard the word fish enough times before getting a piece she'd figured out what it meant. Smart spoiled pet.
Tipson looked pleased at the cat's decision and with her seeming so friendly he decided to take a chance at not getting bit or his arm slashed and moved to scoop up the cat. It certainly seemed tame enough to pick up. She had clearly liked being pet and there was something nice about running his fingers over her silky fur. The cat reminded him of the ice cream his mom had favored, cookies and cream. "Well now, you are one friendly princess." It wasn't a thing he had recalled in a long time but with the thought, he could imagine the scent of the ice cream when a fresh container was opened.
Tipson had rarely ever held any life, human or pet. There was a time when an older gentleman had asked Tipson to hold his rat dog while the man had struck up a conversation about the ribbons the animal had won. That dog had growled at Tipson the whole time while the man laughed and assured him the dog was saying it liked him. Sure it was. It had worked out though, Tipson had been sure to hand the dog back to the man and when the old man was distracted with his hands full it had been easy for Tipson to pick the guy's pocket.
There was no hiding his limited time with holding animals as it seemed to take a bit to find the right position for his arms to cradle the cat well. Once she seemed comfortable he could hold her in one hand and tickle his fingers under her jaw. Cat in hand he continued the easy stride towards the restaurant. "How much do cats shed?" Obviously, he didn't expect the cat to answer but it seemed that Tipsy couldn't resist talking, even to an animal. "I understand fur can be a nuisance to get off a suit. I've never had a pet myself." Tipson wanted this potential money-maker to stay happy and content to be with him. The money would be nice but he had no intention to go chasing a cat if she ran off.
Tipson stepped up to the restaurant's door, opening it with one hand, using his elbow to hold it open while he walked inside. Yes, inside carrying the cat. He wasn't about to place his order outside! Tipson momentarily put on an impish smile but then let it fade for something more formal as he spotted an individual ready to take customers to their seats. Unsurprisingly he didn't look pleased to see Tipson.
"Sir," the man stepped forward, "I'm sorry but you can not bring a cat into the restaurant. There are health regulations that must be maintained." The words came out so formally and yet Tipson was pretty sure what the man wanted to say was held back only by professionalism.
"My lady and I are not planning to eat in here," Tipson pointed out succinctly, shoulders back and meeting the man's gaze evenly. "I've got an acquaintance who said she desperately needed the salmon you serve but was unable to make it here herself." Tipson made for a dramatic sigh, "As you can see I somehow also ended up with a cat." The young man flickered his lip crookedly, "You know, things we do for the ladies?"
The man remained silent for a moment seeming to process the words before his muscles relaxed more, "Might I suggest the rice and broccoli with the salmon?"
"That will be fine. Two dishes of it if you please? I can wait outside. I'd hate for you to get in trouble but I do thank you. I promise this is a woman worthy of being embarrassed for." The entire time Tipson spoke he was rubbing under Ren's chin hardly even realizing he was doing it. Tipson's focus was on his lie and observing how the man reacted so he could adjust story as required.
Tipson looked down to Ren as if just remembering she was there, "Well princess, do you think your mom will be happy when we bring her some food?"