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.
This piece of shit town was boring as fuck. The only reason he stayed here was because there were others like him, others who had wings. Truthfully, he wanted the wings gone. They were girlie and useless. They definitely did not help him get women (or men for that matter). Instead, he kept them hidden beneath his coat, having gotten used to the pain caused by all the rubbing. A little pain would go a long way if it mean he could pick someone up tonight.
Stumbling into yet another bar, Boone moved quickly to the bar, nearly toppling over some asshole who had his foot out. A quick little shove sent the guy to the floor, his beer covering him as he landed. He smirked before he turned to the bar tender. "A pint of your best ale." There was no please, no thank you, just a voice thick with a Scottish twang. Boone wasn't nice. He didn't apologize to the guy who he put on the floor nor did he use any sort of manners at all when ordering.
Rolling his eyes as he waited for the bar tender to decide to serve him, he flashed a wad of money. "Any time today would be fine." He was irritated and drunk, neither of which were great for one another. While Boone was never a very rational person, he was certainly NOT rational when he was drunk.
The entire bar was mostly empty, the hour late and the bar tended had been hoping to close up shop a little early. There was something about a wedding tomorrow or something. Some sort of nonsense that he didn't care a flip about.
When his ale finally arrive, he took a sip, noticing that the seat next to him was now occupied. There was a whole bar full of seats and absolutely no reason that there should be someone else sitting next to him. "Fuck off. Find another seat." He wasn't here to entertain someone else. He was here to drink.