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 December 02, 2018 by AIDEN TETRADORE
East

Tetradore was hardly overly confused or astonished by the woman's declaration that she wished him to remove the entirety of his clothing. Rather, he merely eyed her with a singular arched brow before accepting her overbearing demeanor with a small shrug of his shoulders. Tetradore made his way down the hallway towards the room she had gestured to, closing the door behind him. His shirt was all but stuck to his soaked frame, the Were-King near peeling it off before it and his heavy jeans landed on the tile floor. It was distinctly pleasant to simply dry off his wet skin and damp locks before Tetradore fastened a towel around his waist, gathering the damp clothing in his arms. The Were-King emerged from the bathroom, only to find the young baker in a baggy sweater and....curiously comical green slippers. For a moment, Tetradore merely stared at her shoes, unaware of the fashion in which her own gaze lingered upon his chiseled chest and muscular biceps. "Nice shoes." He commented, his eyebrow rising ever so slightly as she stepped closer towards him.

Tetradore handed the woman his bundle of clothing at her silent request, simply watching as she draped them over the chair in front of the fireplace, though God only knows how long it would take for them to dry. Truly, it was hardly necessary, with his own affinity for teleportation he could easily see to his own clothing and yet, with every effort the woman attempted to make for him, Tetradore found himself inquisitive as he lingered in her home. His emerald eyes watched as she turned back towards him, gesturing towards the loveseat in front of the fireplace. The Were-King slowly shifted towards the sofa, all but falling into the embrace of the loveseat. That soft sound of her voice caused Tetradore's gaze to flutter towards her, his shoulders merely lifted in a small shrug. He watched as she crossed the living room, picking up a folded blanket only to hand it towards him. "Thanks." He muttered, taking that blanket offered to him only to unfold it and toss it over his rather bare flesh. Frankly, snuggled up in the warm folds of the fleece blanket, sleep was...terribly tempting.

His thoughts were pulled from the prospect of sleep as the girl moved closer towards the fire, the loud crash of thunder still heard overhead. The rain was altogether loud in that quiet building as those water droplets splashed heavily against the ceiling above them. His own emerald eyes merely fluttered towards the flames that flickered and danced before Taliah as the woman poked and prodded at the logs she had placed within the hearth. Tetradore's irises slowly shifted towards the woman at the simple sensation of her own eyes upon him. That soft suggestion upon her lips prompted a snort from his nose. "You don't give up do you?" He inquired, almost amazed by the woman's sheer insistence. Tetradore shook his head, briefly glancing out towards the window. "I'd take a cup of coffee if you're so determined." At the very least he was willing to admit defeat on some point, frankly, it seemed as if the woman was just incapable of being still for more then five minutes at a time - it was an issue that Tetradore himself simply didn't have.
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