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.

too late for second-guessing


Posted on September 01, 2016 by amelia marek
North



She wishes her gift was to read the minds of others. If it was, she would have known that he was questioning her motives and she might have been able to assure him that there was no trickery to her giggles. They were simple giggles, something timeless and beautiful. Unlike most of her own kind, she was no vicious...she was no animal. She was a woman foremost and a vampire second. If Amelia had had it her way, she wouldn't have been turned at all. But when she was so near to death, her friend had no choice but to turn her in order to keep her alive. It wasn't that great of a life, but she lived it anyway, always feeling that there was something in life she was missing.

She tells him that she was here alone, not holding that seat for another. His words make her want to turn her pretty face into a frown, but she refrains. She wished the vision of a vampire wasn't a blood sucking serial killer. She didn't think of herself like that. Then again, maybe she was the exception to the rule. She respected those that fed her. They were given freedom, a warm bed, and a monetary stipend for their services. She treated all creatures with respect and it was a shame there weren't more that did the same. "I assure you, you won't be harmed in my company. I respect the lives of all creatures. Even if I was with someone, I would expect him or her to act the same." Amelia was an odd one, it seemed, but hopefully it made him relax a little in his seat. She could see how tense his body was and she wished he would just relax. She understood that he was surrounded by vampires, but if he was that worked up, maybe he should consider leaving. He was going to give himself heart palpitations.

Once again, a smile is brought to her lips as he comments on her drink choice: classy. Well, Amelia was a rather classy woman. "Thank you, I consider myself a classy woman." There were a lot of things about Amelia that was non-traditional, but that was another conversation for another time. Right now, classy seemed like a great adjective. Once her drink arrived, she sipped on the liquid, feeling it warm her otherwise cool skin. While enjoying her wine, he speaks of Amelia Earhart and she smiles. "She was an amazing woman and a true beacon for feminism. I enjoyed the friendship I had with her." He was trying so hard to be calm, cool, and collected and he was failing miserably. It was cute. It made him all the more attractive. If he wasn't carrying a weapon (oh yes, Amelia saw how he touched his back ever so subtly), she might even consider going home with him tonight.

Amelia tries to change the subject, asking why he was here alone tonight. There had to be a reason that he would walk into a crowded vampire bar by himself. His words made her giggle once more. He truly was a wandering soul. Probably not the best place to wander into, but it was his life he was endangering. "You made an interesting choice in place to wander into." Maybe he was just stupid, or one of those looking for trouble. Well, he would be thoroughly disappointed because she was not one to start drama. "Just people watching, myself. I enjoy watching others. Gives me insight into their personal lives that they try to keep secret. Like that man there..." She points to a gentleman dressed to the nines at the bar. He was trying to buy a young woman a drink but trying a little too hard. Amelia noticed the ring impression on his finger. "...he's married, but trying to pick up that woman." She gave Troy a wink before she went back to looking at the man. He didn't appear to have many moves in his repertoire. He's out of practice and it causes Amelia to almost smirk at his attempt.




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