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.

fading into oblivion


Posted on November 21, 2014 by serafina dubois
North

for the lips of a forbidden woman drip honey
her speech is smoother than oil
but in the end she is bitter as wormwood
sharp as a two-edged sword
her feet go down to death
her steps follow the path to Sheol

- PROVERBS 5:3-5;;
In truth, the young witch was quite counterpart to her companion in every fashion possible. In a way, one in which that she would surely never dare to admit, the blonde woman before her was admirable. She held all the traits that Serafina could only one day wish to hold, never truly believing that she might be capable to command a room with her simple presence. It mystified her, left her wanting more with an unquenchable thirst. The purr leaving her lips immediately captured Serafina's attention, bringing the smallest of shrugs to her shoulders. She could hardly fault the woman for the sardonic words that left her lips. There was very little about the man in front of her that even the younger woman would state was in any fashion attractive. He left vastly too much to be desired, the lustful hungry practically oozed from every pore in those few moments that Serafina had met him prior to her potion taking grasp of him. It was that hunger that only made her even more disinterested, having already been shown the what the wonderings of an enigmatic man could do to her. It was this air of mystery that tended to catch and hook the witch and the Hunter before them was far too transparent.

A small pout crossed the witch's lips as her companion so easily brushed off her offer, her head shaking ever so slightly. "I didn't say you had to fuck him." She replied, her gaze shifting to the man in front of him, "It makes him particularly vulnerable to suggestibility. You could make him your maid or...rob a bank or...whatever." That was the sheer beauty of the plan, or rather the plant that chiefly contributed to the potion's success. She had heard stories of it's affects, in one a man had been even helped those who had given it to him to rob his own house - furniture and all. He had even carried it out for them like the gracious host he was. It had made her quite giddy to think of the things that could be done with just a little bit of pollen, it had been a shame to waste it on a client's request but to find said client back into her possession - well it just made the situation all the sweeter. Her grey tinged gaze lifted slightly from her idle contemplations, noting the fashion at which the insidious woman seemed to light up at the notion that tugged at her brain. Serafina had to admit, she was inquisitive.

"Come, pet, it looks as if we're going on a trip." She commented, a small mischievous simper dancing upon her lips. Serafina was, if anything, always game. There was something to be said for a willingness to attempt anything and though it surely got her into her fair share of messes, she couldn't deny that she had too experienced her fair share of inexplicable moments. Her head tilted to the side and briefly she gestured for her companion to lead the way, willing enough to remain the sheep for the time being.

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