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
there's beauty in the breakdown
Posted on July 07, 2014 by ISOLT GRIFFIN
isolt griffin
Never before in her admittedly short life had she ever spent so much time in her own company. This was not to say that Isolt had been an overtly social butterfly; quite the contrary, she had maintained only but a handful of truly close and worthwhile relationships that had withstood the test of their longevity... her friendship with Harley chief amongst them. However, in the seemingly desolate wasteland that had up until this point acted as the backdrop for her wretched afterlife, the auburn-haired girl had spent so very much time utterly and completely alone. In the immediate aftermath of her transformation this isolation had been entirely of her choosing, her environment a carefully orchestrated practice in personal segregation.
As of late, however, Isolt had begun to yearn for companionship as she had so often done when she was living; she yearned, above all else perhaps, for understanding... for acceptance. It was a juvenile thing, reminiscent of the emotional scourge of adolescence, and yet it was her deepest longing. A longing that had gone so far unsatisfied by her decided lack of company... Raven and Alexis had, indeed, bestowed upon her the greatest of generosities with their willingness to allow her to linger in their shared abode. However, the stolen sidelong glances and immediate physical tension upon her entry into their common areas hardly went unnoticed by the young vampire. She could see the fear in Alexis' eyes when she looked upon her as surely as she could see all else, this unspoken aversion to her presence causing the redheaded woman to recoil from her would-be companions further still.
And so it was when she could no longer stand the burden that her presence undoubtedly inflicted upon the duo of Weres that Isolt meandered about town in but one of a series of aimless attempts at self-distraction. On so many nights before this the young girl had found herself awash in the myriad offerings of one shop or another, crystalline eyes moving over all of the trinkets in turn without ever truly seeing them. This particular establishment was one she presumed Harley might have fancied, the items therein darkly alluring and eclectic in the way that had so often drawn the raven-haired woman's attentions. In fact it had been a favored pastime of the pair to skulk about town in order to discover just such a locale, a mission saved purely for those dreary nights during which no other activity seemed fitting or adequate.
The auburn-crowned girl pauses then, the thought of Harley a proverbial and well-aimed stake to an already ailing heart, the young woman physically cringing at the memory of what once had been. All at once she can no longer stomach the notion of lingering here, in this paradox of foreign familiarity, and turns hurriedly for the exit... her slender figure colliding solidly with the young woman who had only just made her entrance. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry," she pleads, the delicate canvas of her brow scrunched into deep furrows as she moves to steady the young girl. "Are you alright?"
