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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

bee to the blossom, moth to the flame; each to his passion; what's in a name? 166.137.125.27Posted On February 13, 2018 at 4:54 PM by MIYAKO AIKEN



The man hardly seemed happy about joining her in the bar and yet, he still hadn’t refused her. What a peculiar man he was, Miya not entirely sure what to think about him. Though, he hadn’t seemed to forgive her after she rattled off that apology, his response a mere grunt in her general direction. Dipping her head, she attempts to hide that blush that so sears into her cheek as they are pelting across that street and into the bar. The warmth is welcome as she immediately begins to strip out of that oversized coat that so dwarfed her frame. As she turns to hand it back to him, she hesitates momentarily as she watches the man run a hand through his hair as his shirt nearly tears from his body. Now, Miya wasn’t the type to ogle at men and yet... she couldn’t help but stare at him. Swallowing, her cheeks burn with embarrassment as she quickly looks away. Good lord! What did the man eat to look like that?! As she hands him back the jacket, her eyes snap back to his face as their fingers brush, her brows shooting up in surprise as her lips part slightly in shock.

Turning away from him suddenly, she moves as quickly as she can to the bar, whether it was to get away from him or not she wasn’t sure. Setting her messenger bag down, she slides into one of the seats, her body feeling suddenly warm. She’s short of fanning herself and is happy she didn’t as Malakai slides into the seat right next to her, his massive frame making everything and everyone around him look pathetic. Miya tried to look at everywhere but him, yet, when he suggests to the woman to purchase a drink, she can’t help but glance at the rugged man, “Um... I’ll take the same thing?” Her voice stutters out with uncertainty showing her clear lack of knowledge of alcohol. The bartender seems to cast an amused look in her direction before moving away only to begin the preparation on those two drinks. Again, hot embarrassment races through her and with an attempt to cover it up, she asks for his name.

Miya blinks in surprise at him as he offers her his first name rather than using his last name. It’s difficult for the girl as she sucks in a bottom lip and chews on it in contemplation. He wasn’t really her professor... but he was a guest lecturer and she was raised to always show those types of people respect. It takes her a moment, attempting to convince herself that it was, in fact, okay to use his first name. Sighing, she doesn’t have a moment to argue with him before he levels a long stare at her, her chocolate eyes rising to meet his gaze, the woman unable to look away. His next set of words has the woman almost flinching in her seat, only to have that delicious pink blush adorning her face, “I wasn’t sleeping!” Her voice raises slightly, but loud enough to draw the attention of the few customers in the bar.

Biting her lip, she shakes her head a touch of anger etching into her features, “I was worried my roommate was going to eat me or kill me so I didn’t get much sleep last night,” she snaps out, only to have her eyes widen in surprise. Slapping a hand over her mouth in shock, she hadn’t meant to tell him that, she must’ve been far more tired than she anticipated. She doesn’t get to cover up her words with some terrible lie, or at least, she doesn’t have a chance to before the bartender is bringing back those drinks, sliding them in front of the two. Immediately her dainty hands cup the glass, her chocolate eyes turned downward. Truly, she hadn’t been frightened of Arlo until last night, the vampire having lost his mind at the woman chasing the panda around the house. How was she supposed to know she was actually one of those shifting animals?! She was far too new at this. A sound of distress escape Miya’s lips before she lifts that glass to her lips and takes a sip.

Whatever she was thinking is out the door as she begins to cough and sputter at the drink. God it was awful. Coughing continuously, the bartender quickly retrieves her a water that she guzzles down in great gulps. Chocolate eyes travel back to the man, her nose wrinkled in distaste, “This is disgusting, it tastes like rubbing alcohol,” she states before she allows her mind to wander back to that information she provided him. Cringing, she looks away from Malakai only to peer into the drink, her fingers still wrapped around the glass, “Look... just don’t tell anyone I told you that,” she murmurs under her breath before taking another drink of that wicked alcohol. As much as she despised the drink, she did not waste, and really... alcohol was almost welcome in her miserable state.

Miyako Aiken



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