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

living like we're renegades; open


Posted on March 23, 2018 by Carolina Grace Bedford
East
Carolina Grace Bedford

The cool breeze washed against her skin, skin that was paler than the last time the air of Sacrosanct had kissed its surface. When she left it had been tanned, supple but toned something she was happy and almost proud of. Vanity, perhaps, but it was true. Now even as the soft light of the moon and light coming from the stores illuminated her there was a visible pallor to it, She had left when things got too heated here, a job she probably should never have taken and a web she never wanted to be tangled in. It was too much and so she did the one thing she was best at: she ran. She had mailed the deposit Rixon had made for her to the only address she could find for him and left on the hope he would call it even.

It had been out of the pot and into the fryer for her it seemed, however, in the next city where she landed. Dark shadows and twisted memories threatened to haunt her even now in the light of day but she pushed them away. It hadn't been an easy decision to come back here after almost two years, but it was the one place she could think of to run to instead of from for once. She could only hope that everything she had been involved in had blown over since then, little chance as that might be. Still despite her uncannily almost disheveled appearance she felt at least a slight uplift in her spirits as she walked down the shop-lined streets. It was nice to lose herself in the crowds, though she could not help the urge to look over her shoulder every now and again the prospect of being hunted still too fresh in her mind. An odd predicament for a predator such as herself, but the tingle of the scar than ran from the base of her neck down toward her shoulder blades reminded her that it was a worthy fear.

Subconsciously she ran a thin fingered hand through her tousled blonde hair that hid her past from view as she tried to focus on those around her. That was the first rule, to pay attention something her heightened senses typically helped her with and yet it had all become so clouded. She paused in front of a store window, peering through a reflection she almost no longer recognized at the window display that seemed to promise more than just new clothes, but perhaps a new life. Still that would require money she didn't currently possess, and she had other things to take care of first. This had been a vanity stop, a detour on her way back to River Dale to see about obtaining another apartment and moving out of the cramped space her small car afforded herself and Grayson, the tabby cat that had somehow kept up with her all this time.

Sighing she turned back to the street, her hazel eyes that had once sparked brightly rather dull as she scanned the crowd searching... for what she wasn't sure exactly. Despite this being a prime hunting ground for the marks she had once so easily reaped in her current state she knew there was little to no chance of landing a worthwhile target. Eventually, perhaps, when the stains of the too recent past faded with time as everyone always promised. It was a hope she didn't dare cling to and for now settled for trying to adjust to this new reality and new start... again.

long live the pioneers
rebels and mutineers

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