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.

you're my whiskey from time to time


Posted on December 03, 2016 by malek ackerman
North

Malek Ackerman

You're my water. You're my wine.


The vampire sits at the bar delighted in his finding of the best whiskey in the city. Mal was almost like a child, happily drinking away lost in his own world until a gentle hand curls on his arm. Glancing down at the slender fingers curled around the crease in his elbow, he lets his steely eyes travel up the woman sitting next to him, his gaze momentarily caught on her pointed ears before meeting her eyes.

"My god, you are beautiful. Your name should be Aphrodite," he beams at her, completely turning in his seat to inspect her more. "I'm Malek," he responds diligently, a toothy grin spreading across his features. He can't help notice the simple attire she's clothed herself in as if she were trying to act inconspicuous in bar, though her fiery hair would draw anyone's attention. "Bartender!" he bellows down the bar again to retrieve the man who comes scuttling back rather frazzled looking. "I'd like to buy this goddess a drink!" he exclaims as if he pronouncing his dying wish.

"Sir, I've just given her another one," he replies, eyes widening at Malek's much too loud voice. "Your point?" he drawls an almost dangerous tone coating his words. That was all it took before the man had deposited yet another fresh drink before fiery red head.

Satisfied with, in fact, buying the faerie another drink, he smirks smugly to himself.

Pouring himself another drink, he sidles closer to the woman named Sam, offering her another of his genuine smiles before pushing his long hair out of his face. "What brings someone so beautiful such as yourself out on this rather lonesome night?" he questions taking a swig of his whiskey before placing his glass much more gently this time on the bar.

Letting it suddenly dawn on him that he was, in fact, a womanizer and a drunk it was as if a lightbulb went off above his head. It was such an a-ha moment that even the emotion danced across his features before putting it into play.

His power.

His god-awful power that he couldn't turn off. So instead, he turns it up slightly.

Much like you would turn up the volume on the radio. Increasing the pheromones about the woman, he was certain those were slightly drunken eyes he could see in his new friend's eye sockets. Perhaps she wouldn't find it all that strange given that she was already leaning into him. Grinning again, the vampire already knew he had a ruggedly handsome look, though his personality didn't so much fit his appearance. He was, however, a vampire and vampires tended to have rather drawing looks in order to bait their prey.

You're my whiskey. From time to time.

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