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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

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Ludovino Donati
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Frigid eyes glared at the customer who had shuffled out the door as those who sported the intimidating eyes trudged up to the counter. Her name was Vhalla. Her only goal, was to buy the cake the previous customer had taken so greedily from her. Ludo offered for her to try his opera cake that was in the back patiently waiting for the chocolate ganache topping to set. “I think I can spare an extra ten minutes,” Vhalla swiftly replies. It seemed as though her sole focus was on getting a cake no matter what it was. A soft smile stretched across Ludo’s face as he saw her focus draw immediately inwards, nodding her head back and forth like she was trying to forget something embarrassing. After offering her a free slice she cheekily responded back that she desired to purchase a whole cake. “Well, how about I offer you a discount then on it?” he shrugged as he lifted his shoulders and eyebrows in unison.


“I have one condition though,” Ludo pointed directly at Vhalla with a playfully stern look. “You have to try a slice immediately to let me know what you think. He didn’t think the woman would mind being asked to eat a little sample of the opera cake before leaving. ”I wish I could have gotten more people to try the cake. I suppose that just gives me an excuse to make it a second time though.” Ludo thought as he imagined already how he could alter the recipe. It doesn’t take long for the intense woman to isolate him from his thoughts as questions come bursting from her mouth like an open floodgate. “What kind of cake is it? Is it chocolate? Oh god, I hope it’s chocolate,” the enthusiastic silvered hair woman interrogated. “For the most part it is,” Ludo replied. “It is a Joconde, which is an almond sponge cake soaked in coffee syrup that is layered with a chocolate ganache and coffee buttercream that is coated in a chocolate glaze,” he explained as he used hand motions to explain how everything was put together.


It was like Pavlov’s theory with Vhalla and chocolate. Every time he said the word, she seemed more and more excited. There was one point, where he could have sworn he saw her drool a little at the mention of the ganache. Without hesitation, she asked how much she owed him, she was eager to buy it whether or not it was what she wanted. “With the discount, you just owe us $15,” he nodded as he took the wad of cash she pushed across the counter with eagerness. He notices her eyes wander to the figure behind him working in the kitchen. He watches her suddenly frown at the lady. Raising an eyebrow at her, he listens to her state that she never had seen a were own a bakery before. “Oh? Well, now you have. There’s a first time for everything, isn’t there?” Ludo cheekily retaliated back. It seemed the woman was curious as to why a Dark Hunter was working for a were as well. Also, assuming that all Hunters did was hunt.


“Well, because she owns the establishment. I help her out and she lets me create the kind of baked goods I want to. It’s a mutual benefit sort of deal,” he scratches his chin and nods slightly. “Also, Dark Hunters do hunt, but some of us have hobbies. This, is one of mine,” smirking he folds his arms and leans onto the counter. Not long after, she barrages him with more inquires. Such as, how long he had been there and how he didn’t look like he was from the area. “Well, good eye. I am not from here. I’ve only lived here for 3 or 4 months now. I’m originally from Naples, moved here just because,” he explained not really desiring to go into detail with a woman he just met on how he truly ended up in Sacro. “Ah, I think the cake might be ready now,” he glanced down at his repetitively beeping watch. “Give me one moment,” he shuffles into the kitchen area and places the cake in a decorative box. He carves out a small piece for the woman to try and waltzes back out to the front area juggling the box in one hand and the sample in the other. He hands her the cake and watches her intently as she takes her first bite.
“So, how is it?” he questions.

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