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.

these new flocks are nothing but vultures


Posted on December 17, 2016 by Arlo
North

Arlo James

See what it's like to be a vulture's lunch


What a weird girl she was, her pretty little features seeming to scowl slightly at his attempt to soothe those fears he had, wrongly, believed might be directed towards him and yet why shouldn't he think that? People ran in terror from him all the time, hell, have of the time other vampires ran from him. He was sued to it, if nothing else and yet this girl had helped him, she'd been almost kind and he was at least attempting not to terrify her all the more. After all, he so assumed it was his teeth that scared her, or that fear she might feel at the belief he was about to lunge at her an open a vein. An unlikely thing unless she was already bleeding. He could hardly be blamed for his actions then. Here and now however he supposed he was simply trying to be friendly and evidently doing a poor job of it. Maybe next time he'd just not talk at all. It seemed to be better that way. He destroyed everything he touched anyway- she was probably right to avoid him or warn him off or whatever she was trying to do with this effort to point out why he was wrong, his own head tilting ever so slightly at her explanation of this apparent mistrust she held.

"Well, I guess we aren't the most trustworthy lot. I can't blame you I suppose, some vampire bites really do hurt so I'm sorry one of us bit you but like I said, you really don't have to worry about me. At least, not about me biting you."

That boyish, almost lopsided grin returns once more although why he was still trying to, what? Win her over? He hardly knew. Finding anyone willing to spend time with him was, well, rare he supposed. This girl hardly the most outgoing of the lot and yet she had helped him and hey, she had reason to be the way he was she supposed. Arlo hardly having anticipated she would actually award him that three dollars. Genuine surprise overcoming his features now as he stares almost blankly at that offered money. She was...strange this one. Standoffish almost and yet at the same time....kinder then she appeared. It was a shame, really, that she had gotten hurt- especially so young. The young didn't forget. Though there was little he himself could do about it. Arlo hardly one for dwelling upon things all the same- at least not on the surface. The man far more inclined to merely live within the moment itself- taking those offered coins now before tucking them into his own pocket. Glancing up at her query about his battered book, snort of amusement erupting from within him at this notion he might have bad memory.

"Nah, it's just I'm, well, I don't really know the word for it. They call me different things. Cannibal, Drainer, Thieving Bastard is popular- I hear Crusnik the most. So I guess I'm that. Though don't ask me where they got that. I'm a vampire that...how to put it.......hunts other vampires. I drink vampire blood. This is my book so I remember where I've been so I don't go back. We are a territorial lot you see and they don't like me that much- can't blame them really."

His own shoulders lift in a shrug once more, the girl before him was neither a Hunter or a vampire and as such whatever knowledge she held of him would hardly matter. Unless she worked for the council or the local coven and yet he doubted either of those were possibilities. Hell, he wasn't even sure if this town had a coven, all the better really. His mind returning to the prospect of finding himself another notebook, asking whether or not the blonde girl wanted to come along. Her query as to why seeing one blue eye lift upward.

"I don't want any money from you and I'll pay you back this too when I can. I'm asking because you the night is young, I was led to believe girls liked malls and I'm not that opposed to company. If you'd rather go home though that's fine. Whatever you want is fine by me."


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