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.

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Posted on April 18, 2022 by emerson navarro
North


She wasn't sure why she would even be considered his type. She wasn't easy to read. She liked to keep her secrets locked away. She never moved with her heart on her sleeve. She kept to herself. These qualities definitely didn't have the men tripping over each other to win her heart over. Then again, she had locked away her heart a long time ago.

She liked the idea of solving his riddle. He was dark, handsome, mysterious. He was perhaps the most interesting riddle she'd tried to solve in a long time. At his question, she chuckled. "We are all riddles to be solved. Life would be boring if we were all out in the open for everyone to see all the time." Maybe she just liked to think of life as a series of riddles to solve. If she solved one, then she'd be onto the next one.

When she got up to leave, she felt his hand brush her own. Perhaps that's what made her stumble. She wasn't expecting it and her brain definitely wasn't quite sober enough to deal with that on its own.

She watched as he stood as well, as if he was ready to swoop in a catch her if she fell. She looked at him strangely as he mentioned that he wasn't looking. "You sure? I saw the way you were looking out into the crowd. I'm sure you could have your pick of girls. You have the looks and the charm." Hell, he had the looks and charm to pick her up if he wanted to.

At his offer for a water or a ride home, she hook her head. "It's okay...I just need to walk it off." Honestly, she didn't have a home to go to. A tent beneath a bridge was hardly a home. "By the time I get home, I'll be sober."...which wasn't a lie. She had a good half hour to an hour walk. No doubt by the time she made it to her humble abode, the bourbon would have run its course.