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

make him the cutest that I've ever seen


Posted on February 13, 2018 by Hazel
East


Bridget Satteree

Hazel's cheeks burn red first with embarrassment, then with anger. Yes, she may be considered clumsy for tripping over nothing but the pavement and her own feet, but that does not invalidate any manners. Why is no one even glancing at her? No hands offered, so sympathy-filled eyes, no efforts. It's incredible, in this city people are only kind if they are being paid for it. Otherwise, they're in a trance. Waking up, going to work, going to bed. At home, in Vienna, men and women alike would be fawning over her, niece of the king or not. Men wanted to be chivalrous, it was something they strived for. Women would go out of their way to make your day any better, they acted as mothers to nearly anyone. Heaven forbid if anyone fell into a trance! Not that they ever could with holidays and festivals around every holiday. The fairy leans back on her knees for just a moment, wiping her chilled hands on her jeans for small pieces of gravel have lodged themselves into her skin. No blood, though, which is a plus. The cold concrete certainly stung, but no serious damage done. Not to her, anyway. Her poor coffee is past saving.

Just as she's about to stand, a voice of concern stops her in her tracks. Just in time, too, as Hazel had almost lost all hope for this damned populous. It's a woman, an attractive one at that. Hazel gratefully takes the woman's outstretched hand with a genuine smile, those tend to come easily from the fae. She's easily angered, but also easily pleased. It evens out, she believes. I'm okay, just a bit shocked. Shocked, that is, that no one could stand to pause their routine commute for the health of a damsel in distress! She raises her voice and shouts the last sentence to the crowd, her fury seething through her teeth. Sure, she may not consider herself a damsel in distress by any means, but she had to get her point across somehow. Her accent is unique, to say the least. Her native language is Austrian German, but she's spent more time away in France and Belgium. A few years in the Netherlands, too. Her speech is fluid, yet pronounced. Coming from her throat, yet with graceful diction and purrs. She likes to think it sounds respectable, but when she speaks with unchecked rage, her voice turns into a flamethrower. She smiles at the kind stranger again, all accounts of anger vanishing, Except, of course, you, sweetheart. Thank you. That is, unless she finds out the stranger was paid to help Hazel up, in which case the fae will certainly blow a fuse. Hazel takes a moment to straighten her clothes, then hair. The woman makes a comment about the ice, and the fairy nods. She will certainly take the cold weather as an excuse. In reality, she is no stranger to ice and cold. In fact, it's almost comforting. It takes her back to the bitter mornings on the front, the peaceful moment after the sun begins to rise but before many of the patients woke up. The temporary tents were always beyond freezing in the winter, which seemed like more than half the time. But there's no way she's going to admit that, rather, she tripped over herself.

The other woman continues to speak, her words full of sincere compassion. Hazel's honey eyes watch her icy ones, she begins to relax muscles she didn't know were tense. She shrugs off the coffee, though a bit more upset about it than she lets on. It's okay, the cup cost a fortune though. She studies the woman as she introduces herself brightly, her voice full of vigor. At the mention of a cafe, Hazle's mouth waters. I'm Hazel, it's a pleasure to meet you. I would really appreciate that, I can get you something. My treat.She notices the drink in Ellie's hand, maybe she could give the girl a pastry instead. With another smile, Hazel holds her hand out to the woman, expecting a handshake. The rehab nurse said it's the biggest part of an introduction. Hazel let's the woman direct her to the cafe, thoroughly impressed with her kindness compared to all of her peers.


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