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.

maybe when I'm older, it'll all calm down


Posted on March 18, 2022 by emerson navarro
North


She rolled her eyes at his suggestion to come up with a stage name for him. He didn't sound beautiful drunk, so she'd need to hear him sing sober for her to determine a good name for him. "Well, for starters, Christian..." The name was so foreign on her lips, but flowed easily enough. "I have to hear you sing sober and actually trying before I can give you a proper name." Getting him to do that for her might be difficult, but maybe he'd grant her request sometime.

He took another sip of the bourbon before his comment had her laughing lightly. "I'm a fan of anything free." With as pour she was, she wouldn't turn down any sort of free drinks. "...but I'm more a vodka or whiskey girl. Vodka in mixed drinks, whiskey by itself." She rarely got what she wanted when others were buying her drinks, so she drank whatever she was given without complaint. Maybe one day she could afford to drop hundreds on several bottles of good whiskey to share with a complete stranger.

She told him that she was here for fun, that she didn't really want to relive her past heartbreaks. Perhaps she didn't say it outright, but he seemed to get the picture. "Yeah...I can tell. You like to drown your sorrows with alcohol." She didn't miss the way he downed the alcohol, the way he just released all his thoughts and feelings into the feel of the bourbon as it burned on the way down. There were far more healthy ways to decompress, like singing. That was her way to forget her troubles for three to five minutes.

But when he asked why she wanted to sing, she put the glass down. It was a loaded question, one she didn't really want to answer. Unfortunately (or perhaps fortunately for him), the alcohol was beginning to cloud her thoughts and her ability to reason. "I didn't go to school. I don't have skills to work a job that brings in money. All I have is my voice. I never take that for granted." Her voice was her only way to stay off the streets. She didn't have a rich boyfriend to take care of her or a good job or good car. All she had was the words she sang. They meant more to her than life itself and she had to share them to the world. For such a private person, her words told the story she was too afraid to share herself. "I write music too...my own stuff as well as symphonies." She was self-taught and not the best, but it got her by.



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