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

FROST, our lives are built on the death of others


Posted on October 31, 2017 by AIDEN TETRADORE
East

aiden tetradore

Truly, it was a shame the way that things had turned out between himself and his sibling. She was so steadfast in her beliefs, oblivious to all the ways in which he had stood up for her in all those situations she seemed content to degrade him in. He was tired of her constant belittling, tired of constantly failing her, tired of his actions never being enough for her. It was easier, in a way, to finally let her go. After all, it was strikingly clear to him that she would never be happy here. She would never be happy with him. She didn't need him. Perhaps, she never really had in the first place. That night afterward that final departure had been difficult for him, even if no tears were spilled and no words were spoken. It was better this way, he knew it was and that near weekly call of Risque's affinity but the day after only confirmed that fact. She was safer away from him and yet, her well being was not the only one that so vexed him. He knew well of the difficult precipice he stood upon. Giving into Risque was not merely an option - it was demanded of him. To seek freedom meant putting the lives of those he cared of at risk and yet....to do nothing allowed her to bound him to servitude with the promise of their lives hanging over him all the same. He had no assurances either way he stepped. If he killed her, there was the fight afterwards of those fail safes she spoke of and if he gave into her, there was every chance she might murder those around him to drive some pointless lesson home regardless. It was enough to drive the were King back to solitude - except, this time, even that was no longer an option for him.

Tetradore had been musing over that singular threat he had offered to Risque ever since that night she had returned. He was incapable of truly killing her, not with her unique affinity for his species. Tobias was too at risk for that same power and Raven was hardly hardened enough to not back down from such a fight. There was one soul that he knew capable of killing Risque. One soul that could potentially offset all that she had in store for him and yet - was he truly prepared to turn to the one being that had brought him as much grief as she had? He had considered it as little more than moving from one guilded cage to the next. Though it certainly would have given into Nadya's desires of him, he had more to consider then just his sibling. There was so much more at stake here.

His fingers ran once again through those curly brown locks, a soft sigh fell from his lips as he eyed that cafe before that parked blue Bugatti. He knew he couldn't afford a fight on both fronts. He didn't have the wherewithal to continue this peculiar dance with Nadya and Frost whilst also attempting to keep things with his vampire mistress in balance. Tetradore knew well that the opposing Alpha could easily strike out at him for this - after all, he had no notion of what lies Nadya had been filling his head with just how much he had hurt her or some such nonsense. Still, given the current state of things, death didn't sound so awful. It was a shame that Risque had stolen even that comfort from him. A scowl crossed his lips at the thought and yet, it was enough to coax the man into action. The were-king stepped from that vehicle his steps entirely purposeful as he made his way towards that cafe. His emerald eyes never once shifted from the figure of that ivory haired man that he'd come all this way to see, even if Frost's back was turned towards him. He moved towards that booth the fellow Alpha occupied only to slide quite fluidly into the seat across from him. Any words he'd planned to offer the man, however, died upon his lips as his gaze fell upon those four cupcake wrappers before Frost, the fifth holding some sort of a...spice...orange colored...cake....thing.

Sweets, it seemed was a common ground that distracted even the most purposeful of individuals. "What...the fuck is that?" He inquired, almost tempted to poke at that white frosting with its orange little carrot on top. Was that leaf thing real? Raven had certainly never attempted to make one of these sorts of cakes. It smelled unlike anything he'd ever had before. His gaze briefly shifted from that cupcake towards Frost himself and yet, Tetradore remained entirely comfortable in that booth across from the man. There was no tautness within his muscles, no indication of discontent. Rather, he appeared the very epitome of placid. He reached for one of those empty wrappers, folding it in on itself almost boredly. "Nadya informed me you were interested in some sort of...truce. Assuming you are for reasons other than just her insisting....and have a few hours to spare....perhaps we might be able to come to a mutually beneficial agreement. I have a twelve pack in the car if you drink....or...I can leave you here with...that." He gestured loosely towards the cupcake, entirely willing to give Frost a choice in this matter. After all, he was about to provide the man more knowledge of himself then perhaps any singular individual upon this world knew, the French fae aside. It was necessary that Frost was a willing participant.

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