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    The East

    The east side of the city is often considered the heart of Sacrosanct. It's here were the majority of the shopping district can be found, deep in the heart of downtown. It's here that magic thrives, it hums in every stone and can be felt in every breath. Often times, new comers to the city may be come overwhelmed by such sensations but, eventually, it becomes an ever present feeling that's hardly noticed. The streets of the east side are frequented by all species as many companies are housed in the sky scrapers and hole in the wall establishments that line the streets.

    What's You'll Find Here

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    Downtown

    Downtown

    The city has a unique skyline, clashing between modern sky rises and small victorian storefronts. In the heart of downtown, the sleek colored glass buildings reign supreme though their old-world roots can be seen in the most peculiar places from the lamp post styled electric street light to the stone sidewalks. The old world architecture slowly returns the further from downtown you travel, however.

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    Inner Sanctum

    owned by Alexander Macedonia
    3 employees

    Inner Sanctum

    This hidden little cafe is loaded with essentricities and antiques that fill every corner of this remarkable place. The walls are lined with oddities from every corner of the world. Beyond the intriging decor, this place is known for it's delectable coffees and it's exquisite latte art.

    Owner Alexander Macedonia

    Barista Alexis Wilde
    Assistant Manager Calliel Alosi
    Barista Beylani Rose

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    Red on the Water

    owned by Isolt Griffin
    2 employees

    Red on the Water

    Nestled in a pleasant alcove that is but a stone?s throw away from the dazzling labyrinth of downtown, Red on the Water is a spectacle in its own right. Renovated in the style of a classic Irish pub with a dash of modern flare befitting the city that boasts it, this up-and-coming venue is the perfect place to snag an impeccably prepared home-cooked meal and enjoy the city?s most impressive collection of brews from Ireland and beyond. You and your guests are sure to be mesmerized and invigorated by the energetic offerings of the live Celtic band to be found here every weekend.

    Owner Isolt Griffin

    Co-Owner Damon Marcello
    Waitress Yumi Chizue

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    The Bakery

    owned by Taliah Vieira
    2 employees

    The Bakery

    The Bakery is a small bakery that serves anything that your heart desires, from sweet to savory this little place has it all. The area overall is small and cozy, a seating area that lines the windows and several bakery cases that provide freshly baked goods every day. The Bakery also takes special orders and delivers to local cafes.

    Owner Taliah Vieira

    Baker Sterling Tenembrage
    Baker Ludovino Donati

the sun also rises120.154.83.167Posted On January 27, 2018 at 11:09 PM by Dorian Aragona

Dorian AragonaHis Royal Majesty



It was, perhaps, quite an unexpected sort of question. He had met with Dareios on several occasions now, indeed he would surely venture so far as to call the vampire his friend and yet the pair had never truly conversed in any depth on those more emotional matters of relationships. Their conversations, usually, reserved to those of a more political nature or the matters of the city or indeed whatever curiosity it was Dorian so found himself taken with. This, perhaps, the first time the pair had ever ventured into such territory and yet Dorian quite found himself intrigued by Dareios own lack of companion. After all, the man was nothing short of dapper, well mannered and well-to-do all at once. Dareios the very sort of man whom, within his own time, would have been considered an excellent catch for any aspiring woman. That he was still a single man was altogether surprising and yet too, the Monarch so knew of those struggles that vampirism might pose in any long-lasting union. Still, he remained assured that Dareios had perhaps simply not met the right person yet, the Fae offering that very sentiment only to be asked how he himself had known he had met that metaphorical ‘right’ being himself. Dorian frowning slightly in contemplation as he took another sip of that wine, his gaze meeting the vampires own then.

“Do you know, Sebastian was supposed to be a one-night stand? No one knows this truth, it is not the story the papers wish to hear but that is the reality of it. We had both intended for that night to be simply fleeting. In nearly six hundred years I have met and dined with and bedded more men and women then I can count. Each of them holding my attention for those few hours alone before they became forgettable. Sebastian was not. In the near six centuries I have lived I have never once had a being consume my thoughts the way he did. I could not chase him from my mind even in the light of the next day- that had never happened to me before. I did not know then, but it was not terribly long before I came to realise he would not leave my thoughts for a reason- because he was the one. The one i had waited centuries to find. My sun rises and sets with him. He is my world.”

There was little save for simple honesty within such words. Dorian hardly minding to share that emotion with the man beside him, that warm smile tugging at his lips. The Monarch so believing those words entirely. After all, in all those many years only Sebastian had ever been worth him remembering. Sebastian alone, in a sea of a thousand faces had stood out. Dorian had known and indeed so continued to know that he was indeed that one. It was the very mention of that chest and indeed Dareios offer to gift it to him that so drew his thoughts back to the present, the Monarch readily accepting such a glorious and generous gift. Indeed, he could so hardly wait to take it back to Sebastian for his fiance to examine in turn. Dorian rather delighting in those antiques. So much so he had taken it upon himself to bring at least one of those aged books with him this very evening to show his companion in turn. After all, Sebastian had enjoyed the sight of them, perhaps Dareios might in turn. Dorian still largely oblivious to the true celebrity his boyhood friend had found and the very awe his works seemed to inspire. Dorian’s palace veritably full of Leonardo’s early works and sketches and notebooks.

The well-aged book was handed carefully to Dareios in turn, Dorian leaning over to turn those delicate pages and display those sketches and notes penned in Leonardo’s hand, that look of shock upon Dareios features near the same as Sebastian’s own. The Fae assured he might never understand it. The Italian inquiring instead as to just what best might be done with them. A number already given to hose museums in Italy, perhaps a similar thing could be done with the works here? That assurance that he carried them around like willy-nilly met with a curious look.

“Who is Willy Nilly?”

That he had failed to understand the phrase and indeed believed Willy Nilly to be a person was evidently clear. Those more modern sayings often flying right over the Fae King’s head as this one surely had. His silver gaze continuing to rest upon the man as Dareios mentioned that near delight the arts and history museum here in the city would surely take from housing something so valuable, the vampire even suggesting that he might surely be able to set up that meeting. Dorian own head nodded readily.

“Could you? I think that would be a splendid idea. I am to return to Italy in the next week or so for wedding preparations but once I return to this city I would look greatly forward to meeting with him.”

This city had become a second-home of sorts, surely he could offer something back to it in turn, could he not? Dorian content to leave that book resting upon the desk for Dareios to leaf through if he chose.

“Do you find that you enjoy being Mayor? I know it is perhaps a curious question, it is merely that most of your kind so often seems to shy away from that spotlight, so to speak- but you do not. Forgive my questions I am merely curious, I fear it is within my nature. Do you not find it….difficult to feed when near every being in this city knows you?”

It was, after all, the very thing Sebastian had so come to find difficulty with, Dorian curious as to how Dareios managed it when surely the scandal off feeding on a member of the public would risk that very position he held.




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