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 worry that you may take it away at any moment


Posted on November 05, 2017 by Damon Marcello
East


It had taken some time, a lot of time, for him to slowly regain Isolt's trust after the last time he ran off and couldn't return to her. It wasn't his fault, of course, but she didn't know that till he was finally able to explain himself. Being kidnapped and held captive for months at a time in a cave in the Middle East strapped to a chair and hooked up to IV's of vervain was not his way of taking a vacation and certainly not one without her presence. That was what he got for nosing around, or rather, for getting caught doing it. But he had told her what happened and she had forgiven him. What he didn't tell her was how he had slaughtered more than a few innocent people in order to regain his strength enough to come back to her. There was a reason he didn't look half dead and partly mummified when he came back to her doorstep. There were sacrifices to be made but he didn't want her to see him like that. So he dragged himself out of that cave and drained the first person he found. Then he drained a few more to make sure he could fight if he needed to, if they came after him. Luckily for him, they didn't. On his way back to Sacrosanct, he had a little more discipline so he was able to leave some alive but one or two he drained for good measure to make sure he looked well rested by the time he reached her. Then he changed clothes at his house before making an appearance. He liked to be strong for her, always strong.

But this time, he was just negligent of the time it was taking to follow that particular warlock back to his home base. He had seen the man and knew from the small almost non-noticible tattoo on his arm that he was a member of the New Eden so he had followed him. The tracking turned into a few months affair but when you've been alive as long as he had, it only felt like hours. He didn't want to take his eyes off the man and when he found a branch base of sorts for the coven, he wanted to collect as much intel as he could. Of course he almost got caught for his trouble but luckily this time he was able to use his mind manipulation power to get out of it. Seems the coven was a little lax on how strong their patrol detail was. After he figured it was getting too dangerous to continue watching, only then did he take his leave and head back to Sacrosanct. Of course he knew she would miss him, hence the flowers and the nice three piece suit to butter her up. Plus he knew she loved that car as much as he did. But he also knew there would be some groveling involved if this was going to go off without a hitch too.

He knew she was home so he waited patiently, listening to the sounds of her light footsteps as she moved to the door. He was glad to find he didn't sense anyone else in there with her this time. Then she opened the door and there was a silent second or two in which they just stared at one another before she turned away from him, leaving the door open but not saying a word. She may as well have slapped him for the sudden pinching of his chest that simple gesture did. His brows furrowed and his face softened in concern, the hand of flowers dropped to his side as his other arm reached out for her. "Isolt...It was for you. It's always for you." His words felt like a whisper but he knew it wouldn't be enough. Actions meant more than words so he dropped to his knees right there in her doorway, his head bowed and his gaze averted. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to leave that long. I'm trying to protect you and I keep leaving you vulnerable. Not a nice example of a husband-to-be. I understand if you have your regrets and want to change your decision." He couldn't look up at her for fear of what he would see. If she rejected him, he would be devastated. He held the breath he knew he didn't have to take, waiting for a response, for anything.

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