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 am the one hiding under your bed, teeth ground sharp, eyes glowing red [HALLOWEEN PARTY]


Posted on October 25, 2018 by ISOLT GRIFFIN
East


All Hallows' Eve had always presented an undeniably mouth-watering opportunity for the clan of Red on the Water to peel back the veneer of the traditional Irish pub and to unleash, instead, the deliciously wicked soul that lay beneath the polished wood and rustic charm. The holiday itself proffered up a unique and fabled chance for the veil betwixt one existence and the next to be lifted just enough so that all manner of ghouls and beasties might rub shoulders and entwine themselves in the ethereal spirit of the Eve. The eccentric staff of Red on the Water sought to curl a beckoning finger to all of the wicked little creatures of Sacrosanct on this night, as they had done for years and would continue to do well into the future.

But this year they had outdone themselves...

The lively Irish watering hole had transformed, blossoming into a dark and alluring marriage of classic Halloween decor blended ever so splendidly with the supernatural essence that comprised everything about the city. Jack-o-lanterns bobbed about overhead, suspended in the air, spewing forth the yellowed haze of their candlelight from a dozen or more eerily-jagged grins. Skulls, their jaws clenched in eternal sneers, bore silent witness from their various purches to the festivities unfolding before them as disembodied hands supported trays of every delectable treat one could possibly desire. Of course, they would have been remiss had they not stocked the sprawling curve of the bar with a menagerie of mortals' brews, both domestic and imported. This night, however, Red on the Water's vast collection of alcoholic libations was joined by several ornately-designed glass casks, each boasting a different delicacy: absinthe casts a spooky green glow from its carafe whilst a thick, crimson substance swirled in a velvety vortex in another, a brew intended for the more... bloodthirsty amongst them.

Indeed does every corner boast some tantalizing treat, some duplicitous trick, all intended to invite the unencumbered and reckless abandon of Sacrosanct's citizenry. It had all been planned to absolute and undeniable perfection, a truth that brings the brims of blood-red lips pitching into an impish simper as the pub's proprietor gives a last cursory look to the mirror before her, tucking a few stray ribbons of auburn hair into the fashionably disheveled twist at the nape of her neck before perching the pinstriped fedora atop her head and heading for the winding staircase that would bring her to the festivities below. She, too, had undergone a transformation for the occasion, straying from the tame choices of costume that she had selected in years past and opting instead for a far more edgy guise in the 1920s-style gangster outfit that she wore, complete with an impressively-realistic firearm holstered to the curve of her hip and a vest that offered a display of cleavage that was very nearly gravity defying. Nothing, though, was quite as titillating as the promise of the evening that lay ahead as she descends into the crowd.

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