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.

ravenSOLO I FORTI VIVO


Posted on July 05, 2014 by Caprice de Ricci
North
SOLO I FORTI VIVO
only the strong live

" Stolto... "
She hisses the insult silently, hazels seeming to darken as she narrows her eyes at the drunken fool that had already become kicked out. His mind was so jumbled up from the toxic drink he had been drinking that even Caprice wouldn't dive into those messed up thoughts. Plush lips purse, olive toned fingers wrapping around her own fresh glass of water as she watches the doorway after the graceful exit of the intoxicated male. Ears seem to shut off the world and instead they open up to the sounds that lie within the minds. Voices fill her consciousness, sliding around as she sifts through the pathetic conversations with a mere glance this way and that.
"I know where you were..."
"She needs to work out..."
"You're lying but then again, what else is new..."

Caprice sucks in air, unable to continue listening to the filth that resides within the human mind. Instead she raises her glass to those lips, sniffing the clear liquid inside suspiciously. Her gaze drifts to the female that had given her the glass, mind opening up once more to sneak a peek. "I don't get paid enough for this. Oh great, he is back." Mind snaps back, a wicked smirk rising on her features as she lifts the glass and drinks gently. The girl was a simpleton, nothing more and nothing less. If she had meant to poison or place far worse things within her drink, she wouldn't have such an unguarded mind.

Muscled legs cross elegantly, causing that fitting black dress to rise up upon her thighs slightly. Casually, almost too gracefully is she sitting there with her back straight and her mouth silent. She has not come here to partake in the usual endeavors of those who come to this place. She instead has found herself awaiting a special visitor; one that has no idea who is patiently waiting for their return. Hand slides from the glass to stroke the hilted dagger resting comfortably within her black hand bag. The blade is cool, practically buzzing with excitement as it awaits for the hunt to begin.

Her mind feels strange, a small dizzy ache causing her to shift her gaze towards the appealing mistress by the end of the bar. The girl's back is turned, her long, brunette curls covering what appears to be a slender neck. Caprice narrows her eyes, opening her mind to the other but feeling a slight moment of shock as she is blocked. A smirk forms upon those full lips, arms folding across her chest as the girl turns to fix her with her emerald gaze. A nod is given and Caprice finds herself returning it. A dark hunter. One she has not yet come across but surely would come across either later tonight or later on. It didn't matter when for Caprice has now set her sights upon the wise girl that has returned to speaking with the gentleman next to her.

The door opens, causing Caprice to shift her brilliant hazels from the eye catching female she was fixated on earlier to the newcomer. Just the girl she was waiting for.

" speaking "
Caprice de Ricci
DARK HUNTER
female . single . twenty-four .

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