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 October 19, 2015 by Rixon Leifsson
 The very mind of the girl seems hazy, what control he possesses over the ability to see into the minds of others offering him little more than a hazy blur of conflicting thoughts that seem to have no true purpose and remain outside his fledgling ability in this regard. It is....mildly displeasing to him, that he cannot grasp her thoughts so readily beneath that shroud of intoxication and yet for now he ignores it. He hardly needed to read minds to truly perceive the intentions of this woman either way- the manner in which she seeks to shrug off his mention of further Foxes in this area not near so believable as she intends it and yet for now he is willing to let her believe he has no interest in further pursing to topic. Similar species, after all, were often drawn to one another. He had sought Calliel and Dominque out, after all, a horse and a zebra in turn- because he is drawn to those like himself on a more...subtle level and as such he holds every belief that this vixen might well be more aware of either Claire or Alexis then even she believes. If she wishes to dismiss it though- then he will allow her. That the girl is beginning to struggle with either her intoxication, exhaustion or both is becoming evidently clear. For all her lack of focus he remains entirely so, the man ever watchful, ever perceptive though his gaze remains so smoothly concealed beneath that shock of white hair all the same as the woman struggles to respond to him now. "Indeed." He simply offers with casual ease, the word distinct and purposeful in it's deliverance, vastly different to her own attempt at a joke of sorts though he allows his lip to quirk slightly in some misguided attempt to humour her all the same. If he had attempted to save her from embarrassment however his own actions did little to spare her from herself as she blundered her words into a hopeless and very near suggestive tangle as she attempted to stand, earning a softer, more subtle chuckle from the young man as he assured her he hardly took her words entirely literally. It was rare indeed for the man to find amusement in those given to intoxication, the lack of control alcohol afforded little more than an annoyance to him and yet he finds himself entirely interested in this woman all the same. He was curious after all, of far more then this woman then what appeared almost obvious. Pretty thing she was too. What remains far more pleasing to the stallion however is the manner in which she responds almost instantly to his voice, her name laced with a distinct command in a tone afforded to those special few born to lead and rule by the very right of blood- one she responds to near as instantly as Claire had done so many months ago. For a moment Cecily seems almost confused by the suddenness of her own response before a scowl dances upon her youthful features as if some part of her dislikes that command and yet she dare not disobey it all the same. Such a good little girl. He may well have use for this one yet. It was so much harder to teach them to listen after all, her form relaxing in the moments that follow in a way Frost's finds wholly pleasing. Submission, after all, was generally easy enough to coax from others once they understood the inevitable. He was stronger than they, everything about him suggested as much, every cool, deliberate lyric designed entirely to further endear the little vixen towards him. Not that she truly had much choice other than to trust him tonight. She was hardly capable of looking after herself, even the cool of the night air seeming to do little to improve her state. She mentions hotels then and a friend, though seems almost...lost really. Frost merely continues to stroll beside her, entirely aware of the growing confusion upon her features as his offer to walk her home seems to result in some sort of memory lapse from the young drunken woman. "There is indeed more than one Hilton." Several of them, in fact, were within walking distance of the bar and yet each was in a distinctly different direction, Frost himself unwilling to wander about all night in search of the one that might contain the woman's hotel room. Even so, he hardly knew the exact locations of each of them regardless and without an address he had little hope of leading her. He could take her, he supposed, to the closest one and leave her to simply fend for herself....care, after all, was not his forte outside of those he was bound by the bonds of pack to watch over. This creature continued to remain outside that select group and as such her well-being was hardly his concern. Then again....it would be unfortunate were she to damage herself somehow, her potential value unknown. Hmm. For a moment the white haired man seems to consider whether the girl was truly worth his time beyond this chance meeting and yet....he is rather assured she is. "Cecily." He cuts off her swearing, though his voice is softer this time, less commanding- merely enough to seek her attention as she turns about in confusion, one hand moving forward to touch her elbow ever so slightly in draw her attention to him. "It is late, I do not know the address of your hotel and neither do you, you've also enjoyed your drink in an.....obvious fashion, shall we say? I have somewhere you can stay for the night." He pauses, briefly, to allow the woman to perceive his words entirely before continuing. "I have a spare room you can make use off for tonight, my pack and I share a house not too far from here, aside from myself the rest of my pack is entirely female so you will hardly have to worry about....unwanted attention. Unless you would rather wander the streets, of course?" |