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.

My Own Form Of CHAOS


Posted on December 16, 2014 by Damon
North


I never really lost my confidence when I became part of the undead. My motives changed but that's about it. Before death, I was a soldier fresh home from the Civil War. I killed people and it haunted me but I figured as time wore on, I would get over it. I had no idea how right I would be. After death, I was bitter, only set on tormenting my brother, blaming him for getting me into this mess since he was the one who ratted Catherine to our father. I wanted him to suffer for eternity and I think in a lot of ways, I've managed to do that. I've killed a lot of people he cares about since I died and in a lot of ways, I still believe he deserves it. Catherine wanted him over me. She always did, she just enjoyed playing games and she liked playing tug o' war with us like toys. I fucking hate her for that.

I can play it both ways myself. I can blend into the crowd, disappear into the shadows, but I don't mind the spotlight either. I'm always ready with sarcasm or a well timed joke. When I describe the girl I like, of course I'm describing Isolt mostly but I'm still caught between what I want and what might happen. I have issues with commitment. So what if I start something and I can't finish it? What if I hurt her? That would hurt me more than I'd like to admit. Isolt means a lot to me. She means more to me than anyone else ever has, maybe more than Catherine. But she's a friend and how can I risk a friendship for my own selfish desires? I can't even tell if she likes me, let alone wants something more. She's so open in her emotions and yet it makes her a mystery all its own. She teases me but it's innocent flirtations. I never see her throw herself out there, make a move. The guy's supposed to do that, I get it. I usually wouldn't mind but with her, it's different. I smile as she speaks.

"She is."

I agree. Yes, Isolt is wonderful. When she looks at the patrons in the bar again, I tilt my head. I guess she hasn't given up on eating something then. When I ask her what she likes, she repeats the question to me. My eyes glisten knowingly, my lips tugging outward in a smirk. I nod a little, encouraging her to answer. I am intrigued after all. She seems thoughtful for a moment and I tilt my head, giving her my most patient expression. When she does answer, I flash pearly whites in a smile. I lean forward, putting my elbows on the table.

"Kindness and mystery, hm? Interesting duo. If there's mystery, how can you trust that their kindness is true?"

I like making people think. My eyes watch her carefully, very interested in her answer. She successfully distracts me with her words. I turn my gaze to the girl in question, measuring her up. Finally I nod.

"Go for it, not that you need my permission."

I smile in reassurance this time, wanting her to know that I have faith in her. I want to see her hunting style. I could always offer a hand, make the girl mellow with just a look and a few choice words but I want to see how efficient she is first.

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