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.

Where you invest your love, you invest your life;


Posted on December 14, 2015 by DAREIOS
North



It's not the long walk home that will change this heart,
But the welcome I receive at the restart.



The night is young, but Dareios remains hidden behind the thick brick walls of his luxury brownstone, eager for something of relative entertainment value to pique his interest. Time has been passing slow as of late. Business was lucrative of course, and carried on per usual in recent months. Ian, his former human business liaison, was long gone, Dareios having finally drained the man to death earlier this week. Perhaps that is why he was so restless tonight. He had slowly drank from the man, sucking from him bit by bit in relative portion control. It was a mental test for him. You see, it had been quite some time since Dareios had fed on a live human. Sure, he could live on the boring blood bags he ordered quietly from the bank, which tended to be a mix of animal and sometimes human liquid. But there was a thirst that was never quenched by these tame and domestic methods of feeding. It left a pitting feeling in gut. But being the vampire he was, Dareios could rise above it.

So Ian had been a treat. One that he was (sort of) happy to see finally go. It made him want things and think things and say things he wouldn't dare dream of acting out in recent weeks. It awoke some kind of primal desire in him for flesh and animalistic company. But Dareios was just as alone as he ever was, hidden away in his delectable, charming urban home. Bored with his reputable library. Unfazed by the craft-inspired recipes and dishes he dreamed up. Numb to the taste of his expensive wine and record collections. Even his runs, a daily ritual that served as a meditation of sorts for him, was underwhelming.

He considers briefly indulging at the nearby jazz downtown tonight, a historic hole-in-the-wall joint and his only option in Sacrosanct for live blues or jazz music. Despite his disappointment with the lack of "umph" in his life as of late, the vampire struggles to find the enthusiasm he needs to dress and leave the house. But then his phone lights up with the alert of a message. He listens to it on speaker from the the plush seat behind his ornate mahogany desk.

It's Sorcha.

An eyebrow raises as he listens, and then his gaze moves to check his watch. She planned to 'stop by' this evening. He was intrigued. The vampire was also slightly embarrassed about his poor behavior the night they met. Though harmless, Dareios did enjoy toying with her. He remembered feeling her heart beat quicken, the warmth that he could taste as her blood coursed through veins. He had frightened her. And he had enjoyed it.

When she knocked at the door, he hesitated at first to answer it. But with a low exhale, he moves to open the grand and heavy door at the entrance of his home. And there she is, looking a bit more disheveled than he remembered. Her gaze doesn't immediately fall onto him, instead, her attention is focused on the empty streets around her. Dareios allows his own dark gaze to fall onto the quiet streets before returning to her. "Don't worry. I'd know by now if you were followed." He said with a gentle, lopsided smirk. "Would you like to come in?"


Dareios | Vampire | Vinyl

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