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 August 11, 2018 by yumi chizue
East


Her efforts to assist in the retrieving of those few fallen pages were, disappointingly, futile. That latch upon the briefcase gave way with a timing so perfect that it caught even Chizue off guard. She stepped back as those papers scattered on the ground, the girl momentarily uncertain what to do now that those few papers had turned into a veritable waterfall of them! That anger that radiated in near palpable colors from the man caused her to further hesitate, the young woman hardly wanted to be caught in his rampage. That growl upon his lips caused her to flinch, that fear from her recent experiences still so fresh within her mind. She was ignorant of how her own emotions were as potent to him as his were to her. She watched with inquisitiveness as he paused to draw a breath, that flare of his aura somehow dimming to something slightly less scary. Maybe he was just calming himself down from losing all those pages? Tentatively, the young woman dropped to her knees, shuffling those pages together in the best fashion that she could. She quite near ignored that insistence that she did nothing wrong, quite in the same way that he hardly wanted to admit that this whole affair had been his fault. It was that very agitation that still laced his baritone voice that caused the young woman to shrink to silence as she assisted in retrieving those fallen files.

She was ignorant to the way her proximity seemed to trigger that otherworldly beast within him, much less just how dangerous the man was or how close he was to bursting forth from his skin. Chizue hardly expected that sudden gust of air, sending several of those uncollected pages further down the street. She could hardly help that soft sigh as her lips pressed together firmly in a small glimpse of dissatisfaction. Those pages seemed determined to continue on their merry way regardless of their shared efforts to collect them. Even her companion seemed less than pleased by that unfortunate situation, it was a feeling she could certainly understand. Chizue placed those few pages she had connected within his arms as the girl rose to her feet all over again. She waited until he put those papers away, shifting to stand in front of her. Delicately, the young woman reached out, her forefinger and thumb gingerly pinched at the fabric of his sleeve as she led the man towards that crosswalk, following in the wake of those fluttering pages. Her chocolate gaze darted from person to person, from the corner of the streets to the dark alleyways in an almost paranoid fashion, even despite that clear resolve that had filled her petite frame.

That baritone voice drew her gaze from her intense speculation of the street corner, those chocolate eyes turned towards him with the same sort of intensity as she regarded the man. "You said they were important." She answered simply, as if the answer was quite near obvious. It would be cruel to leave him on the street corner with his 'something important' merely floating own on the wind. She trailed after those pages, leading him all the way and yet, every time the pair seemed close enough to scoop them up, another gust of wind blew them further away and out of reach. Eventually, she released her grasp upon him, forced to part from him as she followed the ones on the sidewalk, allowing him to fetch several that had flown in a corner she had little interest in tarrying near. Chizue scooped several of those pages within her arms, moving quickly from one fetched page to the next. The young vampire hardly expected the foot that suddenly came down upon the next page she had intended to collect, her sweet voice soft as she so requested, in not so many words, that the man picked up his foot in order for her to rescue that lost page.

She could feel him, hovering over her as he leaned forward down and yet, she hardly thought to look upwards at him, instead lightly tugging at that page beneath his foot. It was that voice that had such a profound effect on her. She knew that voice. It haunted her in her nightmares. That chilling tone prompted a shudder down her spine even before her dark brown eyes slowly turned upwards towards him. That scream echoed from her lips as she fell backward, ripping that page in an effort to scramble away from him. She watched that grinning face break in that same terrifying laughter. She clutched those pages to the chest as she tried to scoot further away That smooth baritone voice saw her gaze hesitantly peel away from her captor, that hue had changed again, the dark red tinge almost terrifying as that questioned was growled at the pair. "Not at all." The warlock responded, that grin on his face hardly faltered. Chizue could already feel her chest restricting around her, even as her lips parted. The words simply would not come, that fear so blatantly painted across her face as her companion planted himself between the two of them.

That growling sound that reverberated from the back of his throat made her flinch, at least until his hand reached out for her. Tentatively, Chizue placed her fingers within his, the man's strength clearly showing at that moment as he smoothly hauled her light frame off the ground. For the moment, the warlock merely looked on with an almost bemused simper. Chizue watched as that briefcase was placed at her feet before her savior turned to face the man that had so destroyed her. It was almost instinctual, the way her hands reached out to Oliver, her fingers balled in the back of his shirt as Chizue drew herself closer towards him till her frame was almost flush with his as if she could simply hide from the warlock. "I don't want to go back. Please, don't let him take me back." She uttered in an almost choked sob, those words muffled as she buried her face in his shirt.

She could hear the gravely sound to his voice, his chest seemed to rumble with the action. The warlock, however, hardly seem daunted. "Look, buddy, why don't you get the fuck out of the way and leave us to pick up where we left off. I was enjoying hearing her scream." He reached out, shoving past Oliver before his hand tightly grabbed the petite young vampire. "No!!" That cry left her lips as she tried to tug away from him, those tears flowing freely in her desperation. "Please!"

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