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

Assistant Manager Calliel Alosi
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 Griffin

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 January 09, 2018 by taliah
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The weeks passed in a blur for the woman, having spent nearly all her time preparing her small bakery for the grand opening. She had expected it to take longer than it had, her menu having come together rather nicely. Taliah had managed to hire on two additional helpers, though, she didn't expect she would be using them terribly much, unless The Bakery ended up becoming a hot spot for the locals of the city. Today, though, she runs the store alone. The first few days were as expected, slower because of lack of advertisement on her part, not that it bothered her, it helped the Brazilian woman get her feet under her, to feel out her customer base first. For now, the bakery is quiet, the silence of the morning rather refreshing for a change as she moves to the front door, quietly unlocking it and flipping the sign over to open.

So old fashioned she was, though Taliah found it charming in a way that a lighted sign could not achieve.

Returning behind the counter, she bends over, her hands shuffling in those cases as she rearranges the items, careful to make them look splendid. She revels in the silence as she moves to that open door that leads to the kitchen as she begins her work for the day. Retrieving her apron, it hardly takes the woman long before she's covered in flour, her hands sticky with dough as she continues to work on those wooden tables, pausing every now and then to go greet a customer from the front, provide them with the necessary goods, before returning to her station. Her tanned body can be clearly seen from the front as she hums tunelessly, her hair twisted up into a messy bun, those strands of hair falling into her face. At some point during her work, she managed to dust flour on her jaw, though, Taliah hardly notices as she's far too wrapped up in her work.

As she moves through each task with efficiency and the day begins to wane, the late afternoon light filtering in through those large windows in the front. Flicking her green eyes up, she notes the time realizing she would be closing soon, yet, she would remain working only to trek upstairs into her small loft after several more hours of work. Such satisfaction she could feel coursing through her as she continues on. Moving to those delicious cookies next, it hardly takes her long to scoop those perfectly round cookies and place them on a tray before tossing them in the oven. The ringing bell on the door has her glancing up, wiping her floured hands on her apron, "I'll be right with you!" She calls into the front room before quickly shoving the other two trays into the oven. Snatching a towel, she wipes her hands as best as she can before she moves through that large door and into the front once more.

That stray brown hair tickles her face as she reaches a hand up, pushing it back as she regards the newcomer quietly. Her observant green eyes take him in as she halts just behind the display case, watching the way the man seems to look at all the freshly baked items. "Hello," she says, her voice holding a very minor Spanish accent, her lyrics soft though not demure in the slightest. "If you have any questions, let me know. I'd be happy to help," she murmurs again just as another customer leaves the bakery, allowing a gust of cold air to fill the space. Shivering almost instantly at the change of temperature, she can't help the soft glower that so crinkles her features in that moment. How she despised the cold. She much preferred to be within the confines of that kitchen where the heat of the ovens always made it warm.

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