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

The VooDoo Room
The Witchery


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.

Waltz of Chaos

Posted on April 04, 2022 by Braxton Redfield

"Half his money?" He ruffled a brow at the mortal and took a deep drag of his cigarette and was rather taken aback internally. How lackluster could you get?! And boorish for that matter! The audacity.
"I don't know if I can associate with this... Thing."
He let out a huff and tossed what remnants of the cigarette he was smoking to the sidewalk and pulled out another one; Damn chain smoker.
"Mate. We're in a world of chaos and violence; Drugs and money! Sacrosanct is the literal heart of this! The idea that you'd only want half of someone's possessions is drab. Why be drab, when you could really make someone crumble?!"
His eyes started to flicker a vile flame about them. The dark was practically radiating off of him; So much so that it might make any other Fae nearby aware of him; This was the curse of being a whole different kind of Fae. The kind that didn't even want to be a Fae in the first place.
"Why not take everything from them and feed them to the wolves?! Or is your mortal existence not capable of such a thing?!""
His voice suddenly changed, not sure of who it was but he was pretty sure it would ring a bell to Tipson. All he needed was one little peek into his mind and he pulled out something.

"... Think about it mate." Braxton snickered loudly, finally lighting the cigarette he was clutching between his fingers. "Is that enough of a game for you, Tipson?" He huffed as he lit the cigarette and took a rather vicious drag.
"You better start entertaining a bit better, or I'm afraid I'll have to simply find better company. Gods know the lady of the house has staff that I could always snatch up.."
He faced toward the horizon and exhaled his smoke in a slow and methodical manner.
"Also, no husband at home? Sorry. I'm not on the list of options. Far too busy to think of setting roots down."
The idea of having someone he could do whatever with was nice, but why bother at this point? He was trying to get out of Vitani's shadow. All he was ever known as was 'Vitani's Henchman'.
"Oh it's that Braxton fella, isn't he the man servant for that saucy, rich blonde in the snooty residences?"
He even said that out loud with no care at all. Not that this idiot would even know who he was referring to. But he was mocking the tone of the woman from earlier, which is what he planned all along.

You build up the suspense and then you drop it and shatter everything. That's how this works. Well, at least for Braxton it did. The Brit was bored at this point.
. "So what do you do? The person that claims they're a thief but really you're a petty thief, and only go after the expensive rubbish and pawn it to a fence? Drug dealer? Cheap gigolo? Some sort of barista? Come on. I need the details. Entertain me, for God's sake, mate. I'm dying over here."
He puffed his cigarette realizing he missed everything else this man just said, but he also didn't really care at this point.
"That cheap suit is telling me you're something that doesn't pay well, isn't lucrative. Or you're bad with your money. I lean towards all three."
The Brit lightly tilted his head and cast a villainous smirk at the mortals' direction.
"So go on then... You have the floor."

- Braxton Redfield -
What's Wrong With Being Confident?