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

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Posted on March 07, 2017 by Petra Ambrose
East



There was a prickle at the back of her neck, she could practically feel the magical imprint of the supernatural betwixt the loud and obnoxious atmosphere of the bar. Vampire, they bring a certain coldness to the air, an alluring glow aura that are meant to draw in humans to them like flies to a uv light. "No, it tastes bad and bores me." She started matter-of-fact without looking his way just yet, her words were nothing more than a brush of a sigh.

Suddenly, the man moves, surprising her as he so brazenly plucked the drink from her hand replacing it with a new one he had ordered. He was certainly lucky that her mood was rather blasé and quite certainly in dire need of some entertainment. "Well that was.. brave.." Her voice coils about him like a snake, its tongue darting out tasting flesh. But she doesn't lash out, she simply brings the drink to her nose to smell. It still smelled ghastly something akin to acid. Her nose wrinkles slightly unsure if it was just as bad as the other drink that was plucked from her hand.

Pale eyes shift to give the full weight of her piercing gaze upon this vampire before her, studying him with her hawk-like stare. "I am not sure I am entirely an aficionada of the drink. Humans fill their veins with this poison and I still don't understand its allure." Even as a human she didn't understand how people of all status would flock to the taverns to drink their money away; to flood their sorrows in a temporary toxic reverie to their life's difficulties. She had only seen men falter, rot away any chance at redemption, turn the decent into nefarious appalling rotting creatures. The woman had seen more fall drowning their senses in alcohol than she saw victims of her kind.

It was odd as she observes him, she could practically taste his age, a dense power that rolls off him in waves, but she was entirely perplexed. He certainly didn't act old like the elders often did, his appearance could almost be mistaken for human. His accent did not go unnoticed nor did the way he carried himself in such a confident manner. It was impossible to pick up his particular scent in this moment within the bar her senses assaulted with a cocktail of smells within the bar mingled and tangled together in an intricate dance.

To be entirely honest, she had yet seen a tasty morsel that appealed to the wicked temptress. In truth this was not her usual haunt, her hunting game had a tendency to be a little more elaborate. But a bar such as this was more alike that of a fast food chain; you weren't going to get anything of quality here. Sure you might get fat and it tastes ok, but it surely doesn't resonate in the soul, nor is it a taste one must savor. A small smile crawled upon her full crimson lips, flashing him a small tip of her fangs. "Better yet, who would you choose?" She skirts around the question, toying with the glass with an idle manicured finger. Her voice is like warm liquid honey on the skin, almost languid at how it drifts almost salaciously from her lips. Only now does she dare to try this 'smoother' tasting poison, as she awaits her reply, her head tilted so she could capture him in her peripherals. She wouldn't dare to admit that maybe, just maybe it was slightly better than the original drink.

She wonders fleetingly if he would bite, if he would play into this game she was just beginning to weave.



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