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.

close my eyes and leap


Posted on October 08, 2016 by amelia marek
North



As the arrow pierces through her flesh, her life flashes before her eyes. She's an older vampire and all her years are coming in waves. She doesn't want to die. She's lived too long and tried too hard to change the world's perception of vampires. She had come so far and she wasn't ready to give up now. She wouldn't give up. Even if she did die today, she wouldn't go without one hell of a fight.

Her hands clinch harder against Troy's clothes, trying her best to hold into him while simultaneously not losing her shit. Eyes look down at her leg and she the arrow sticking out of her calf. If she was to survive, that would surely scar. Her flesh was burning more and more with each passing second. Amelia was trying very hard to be strong, but she could feel the tears threatening to fall. This was probably the most painful injury she had ever had...with the exception of the injuries that nearly killed her and forced her into vampirehood.

As they land near a local witch shop, Amelia's eyes keep peeled. She's vulnerable out in the open with an obvious injury and she couldn't afford someone else to take advantage of the situation. Troy pulls her into his arms, his strong biceps holding her up with one arm beneath her knees and the other clutched around the small of her back. Arms wrap around his neck as she holds him close.

He's knocking on the door when a voice draws her interest. In no time, the door is opened and she is being carried into a back room. The shop was quaint, but contained many items that might be fatal to herself. It immediately makes her nervous. She hopes this witch is a good witch and is planning on trying to save her from her injuries, not put her out of her misery.

Her body is laid down on the cot and she winces in pain as the arrow brushes the cot and moves slightly in her leg. She adjusts her leg so there is no contact between the arrow and the cot. Eyes look up at the small Asian woman who's busy reading in her book. Troy tells her what happened and then she moves closer and began to examine the wound. Normally Amelia doesn't like to expose her weaknesses, but she figures that this witch needs to know. After all, she didn't want to be accidentally killed. "I'm allergic to nickel. Please be aware when picking your tools." She tries to smile and shrug, but she's in so much pain that it's futile. "Can you help me?" There is a sense of longing in her voice. She's praying that this witch can help her...this witch is her only hope at survival.




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