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.
Eternity
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.
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.
An audible gasp left the ballerina's lips as Audette stumbled out into the alley with Kit at her heels. The emergency door behind them closed with a loud, satisfying thud and yet, that brief reprieve was surely exactly that -- brief. The vampire would easily be able to track them, the young Frenchwoman anticipatingNight nigh the undead creature to burst into the small backstreet in mere moments as the two fae struggled to catch their breaths. Her companion hardly had seemed to believe her insistence that she had done nothing to allure the monster onto her trail, though she couldn't exactly fault Kit. It wasn't as if many vampires went on such a rampage, after all. This was sure to make the local news. Audette sighed softly before the woman gestured towards her knee and the noticeable dark red splotch beneath the bandage's surface. Her sudden activity, it seemed, had prompted the wound to bleed again - the very scent enough to prompt the fledgling into the sun in some blood crazed frenzy. Kit's nodd of agreement only confirmed what she had begun to anticipate and with a glimpse of concern, the ballerina's clove colored irises shifted towards the exit sign.
His gaze followed her own as the fae insisted they should leave...immediately. Audette turned towards the nearest exit of the alleyway, the ballerina already taking several steps within its general direction before a curious thought struck her. The aisle she had stumbled upon the man had consisted primarily of baby furniture. It was an odd place for a man who she hadn't associated with children. Her clove gaze turned back to him over her shoulder as she inquired why he had been there, of all places. An unexpectedly shy look crossed the man's features he reached up to run his hand through his hair. That very announcement that he was expecting caused Audette's brow to rise in visible shock, only for the fae in front of her to rush to clarify his words. A warm simper crossed the ballerina's features as she nodded in easy understanding.