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.

give yourself so we might live anew


Posted on January 01, 2016 by ASKAREE
North

Askaree Bint Bahar


She cares naught for the manner in which the other woman's eyes rove so very wantonly about the myriad curves of her sensuous frame, tracing a tell-tale line over her sauve caramel skin. As with many woman exposed to the societal gender stereotypes for the vast majority of their lives, Askaree had made the discovery at a very young age that she was pleasing to the eye. A realization that had served her well from the very moment that the notion had dawned within her brain, and she had used and continued to utilize the advantages that her dark skin, gossamer mane of chocolate locks, and dazzling eyes afforded her. In this (as in most things, truth be told) she was shameless, employing the pleasures offered by her own body in whatever way might come to serve her selfish interests best. If this stranger wished to stare then let her, it made the game all the easier in the end.

"Consider it a bad habit," she lilts, the impish snarl of a grin widening only further as she feeds the blonde's words back to her. "And don't flatter yourself, sweetheart... I'm not trying to seduce you. After all, we've only just met." It is a perfectly-delivered objection, falling silkily from her parted lips as the Egyptian meanders to the far side of the admittedly-small hot tub. In truth it mattered very little that the two had just come upon one another, brevity of interaction having never distracted the dark-skinned damsel from luring the adventurous and sexually-indulgent into the crisp utopia of her sheets. Often did she make a habit of it, for the thrill of the chase and the promise of an orgasm or three appealed quite nicely to the rapacious predator that lingered within. Thus, if this little blonde Picasso played her cards properly, she may find herself pleasantly and thoroughly seduced.

"You can make me look like wh-," whatever she had intended upon purring at her observer is interrupted, forced into the realm of the unsaid by the inconvenient arrival of none other than the Ritz Carlton's finest security personnel. "Ladies," growled the middle-aged gentleman who, by the sound of things, had enjoyed quite the love affair with cigarettes at some point in his formative years... a love that had left him grizzled in a handful of mildly unattractive ways. "The spa's closed now, I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to leave." Ugh, what a damn buzz-kill, Askaree mused with the only mildly-tactful rolling of her glistening bay eyes. Leisurely does she move towards the trail of garments she had shed upon her arrival, making rather a pleasant show of doning them over her dampened suit before turning to her counterpart, purposefully disregarding the continued presence of the security guard who begrudgingly lingers to see them both off. "Sorry Van Gogh, I suppose you'll have to find someone else to be your work of art," she muses with a sly wink in the blonde's direction before turning deftly upon her heels with every intent of taking her leave of them.



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