East

The east side of the city is the very heart of Sacrosanct - it's unique skyline is a clash between modern sky rises and small Victorian-inspired 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. It's here that magic thrives, it hums in every stone and can be felt in every breath. Often, newcomers to the city may become overwhelmed by such sensations but, eventually, it becomes an ever-present feeling that's hardly noticed.

What You'll Find Here

City Creek Center
Dark Hunter Department
Inner Sanctum
Red on the Water
Starlight Tower

City Creek Center

The City Creek Center is an upscale open-air shopping center centered in the heart of downtown Sacrosanct. With its numerous fountains, foliage-lined walkways, and bubbling streams, City Creek Center offers three blocks of chic boutiques, delicious dining, and the newest showrooms.

Dark Hunter Department

The City of Sacrosanct's Dark Hunter Department's primary concern is the safety of all of Sacrosanct's residences. Their public safety responsibilities include code enforcement and supernatural crime prevention. The Sacrosanct Dark Hunter's Department follows the directions of the International Dark Hunter Council and serves as a local point of contact for any Dark Hunters working within the Council's ranks.

Inner Sanctum

The Inner Sanctum is an independently's owned specialty coffee company and cafe with a singular focus: quality. A hidden gem on the side streets of the busy downtown, the Inner Sanctum source's the world's finest beans and local treats. From it's delectable pastries to the exquisite latte art, the Inner Sanctum is dedicated to both its craft and the customer's experience. With beans roasted in house and every cup prepared by the best baristas, you will never be disappointed at the Inner Sanctum.

Owner Alexander Macedonia

Barista Alexis Wilde

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 flair 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.
Home of: Elysium

Owner Isolt Marcello

Co-Owner Damon Marcello
Waitress Yumi Chizue

Starlight Tower

With one hundred floors and a 125-foot spire, the Starlight Tower rises high above the Sacrosanct skyline. More than just a landmark, the Starlight Tower offers a unique mix of restaurants, shops, and offices spaced throughout the building. Organized into nine verticle zones, each of which features a sky lobby and a light-filled garden atrium which merge the upscale interior with a faux landscaped exterior setting.

What You'll Find Here

Crash Choir Records
Pentagram
Ellington Enterprise

I've rolled snake eyes SERAFINA


Posted on June 21, 2014 by Bethel Ayer
East

Does anthropomorphism apply to were-creatures? There are so many humanistic theories that claim the morality of humans happens to be superior to that of animals, as their happiness, pleasure, suffering, and consciousness is weighted more heavily. Because humans have a better understanding of their consciousness and emotions, they weigh more heavily on the scale of importance. But animals? Are they good enough to keep as pets, as familiars... People keep them in their homes as watch dogs, as companions, as "children". But what about were-creatures? Are they rated beside humans? Or are they worthy of a door-flap, coming and going as they please but not as important as the health, humanity, and happiness of humans?

Bethel often wondered whether or not her place as a were-creature made her inferior to the expanse of humans in the city. Did people know by the way she walked that she was reptile beneath her human skin? Could people tell that buildings were mere obstacles and she could crush them with her will when her scales came out to play? It often bothered her that fear potentially made humans feel that were-creatures were truly inferior. Part of her wanted to change that opinion, but part of her wanted to feed into it. There were stories passed down in Bethel's centuries old family, weaving tales all the way back to the late 17th century, when witches were hunted and her great-something or other was hung on the gallows of Salem Village. After she had moved to Washington, Bethel had felt a bias towards the witches, trying to avoid them. By why avoid them? These witches were not the sadistic, petty bitches that were from the tales of her family. They had lives, fears, powers... More than anything, Bethel was intrigued, if not a little jealous.

Fortunately, there had been several witches that had crossed her path in the city. Bethel hadn't befriended them, but it was on her to-do list. Unfortunately for her, the other things that were on her to-do list involved finding a potion shop that tailored to supernatural needs. Her skin had felt so formal, so confining... Bethel wanted to find a way to make it feel more comfortable, more flexible. Could potions do that? She hadn't revealed to anyone, yet, what slithered beneath her skin but why would a witch care? One of the vampires she'd met had told her to be careful; some of the witches and warlocks were on the hunt for familiars. But Bethel? She wasn't terribly worried about that outcome. She wasn't truly afraid that someone could control her whole heartedly... Being submissive had it's upside, considering that the witch or warlock would be depending on her, giving her the actual control.

The shop was intoxicating in a good way. It smelled of blood, of plants, of incense, or of things that Bethel couldn't even place, especially with a human nose. She couldn't help the excited smile that found her blush colored lips. Maybe there was an answer here. Feeling hopeful, she took her eyes from the absolutely fascinating walls to look for an employee that she might elicit an answer from.

"Excuse me?" Bethel called, unable to keep a little waver from her voice due to excitement of the prospect of finally feeling physically better from the shifting to and from her snake skin.









































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