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

when i used to rule the world


Posted on December 20, 2018 by ALEXANDER MACEDONIA
East

i used to rule the world

seas would rise when i gave the word


A soft sigh left Alexander's lips as he contemplated not the times Matteo had listed off but the riots that had largely taken over the greater portion of Paris. The city itself had been cast under a haze, leaving Alexander all but concerned for Matteo's welfare in the wake of the public's uprising. He hardly disagreed with the Parisians, rather, those age-old fatherly instincts still, on the occasion, were entirely capable of rearing their head even though Matteo was no longer the reckless boy he once was. "Nine twenty is fine," Alexander responded, hardly bothering to voice a word of his own worry for the Frenchman. After all, Matteo would not have involved himself if it somehow led to his own death and after all those centuries Alexander had near forced the man to fine tune that skill, amongst all his others, the Dark Hunter held some level of trust in his oracle's abilities. His own blue-green irises were focused upon the dark, cold street ahead of them, even despite his knowledge that Matteo's gaze had turned upwards towards him. The winter chill was, perhaps, making him a bit grumpier then necessary about tonight's 'mission' of sorts and yet, he had little intention of letting Matteo tangle with vampires alone. His gaze shifted only as the Frenchman's attention returned towards his phone, listing off that complete order in an effort to confirm those details. "Mmhm." That sound was soft upon his lips, at least, until Matteo asked after his credit card.

Although finances were hardly a matter of concern for either man, Alexander could hardly help that glare upon his oceanic colored eyes. He was certain that Matteo had his own American money and yet, he regarded the man with little more than a grumble as he reached for the leather wallet in his back pocket. He plucked a debit card from the plethora that lined his wallet, his own finances spread across several countries and cards in turn. The Frenchman plucked the card from his fingers with distinct ease, Matteo clearly used to taking that card from him and yet, he said nothing of it as he watched Matteo type in his card number. It hardly took long before those movie tickets were booked and his credit card returned to him. It was only once Matteo's phone was tucked back into his jeans, and Alexander's wallet back into his, that both men turned their attention towards their goal at hand as they moved with purpose towards the tavern that was known to hold the species they sought. Although Red on the Water was hardly the most hopping of vampire hotspots, it at least promised far less brutal vampires then some other known establishments. The pair of men were near silent as they crossed the street towards the rather alit Tavern. It had been some time since either of the men had hunted the undead quite like this. The cavalry, after all, tended to be sent after whole covens then the singular individual, even though Alexander was still in the process of bringing his newfound army up to his own high standards. Soon, they would be the formidable force the Council needed. Soon.

His thoughts of all that still needed to be done, however, were interrupted by the Frenchman's soft tone. It wasn't often he capitulated that role of commander within their hunts and yet, the parameters of tonight's task were perhaps, peculiar. Tonight was for Matteo's own experimentation and, because of such, there was a perhaps unspoken understanding that the usually rigid Dark Hunter was willing to shift their usual dynamics. He disliked, admittedly, Matteo's choice to use himself as bait and yet, the call of fae blood from a being near as old as the Frenchman was particularly strong. Matteo was going to force him to be on his toes, wasn't he? "Fine, if it gets out of hand, I will put it down though." There was no telling, after all, how that vampire might react to the venom Matteo wished to inject him with and the last thing Alexander would allow is for either to come under irreparable harm, particularly not when Matteo was finally blossoming into the father like figure that he had been denied the ability to be for so many centuries. His blue-green gaze swept over the facade of the brick building as Matteo gestured towards it. Although the Dark Hunter had never been inside himself, he had passed it often enough, his own cafe only several blocks away. "Seems....quaint." He muttered, entirely aware of the family-like atmosphere the place seemed to foster, despite the festive music and noise that spilled from its walls. Hopefully, the vampire they found tonight would be more subdued in turn.

His gaze followed his companion's towards the alleyway behind the bar, his lips pressed in a hard line as he listened to Matteo's plan. Frankly, he hardly held the same intrigue in what tonight's results would but and yet, he supposed, it hardly mattered. It was that suggestion of the Dark Hunter as some great here, however, that prompted a roll of those blue-green eyes, the very likes of which only served to brighten the grin upon Matteo's features. He watched as Matteo stepped away from him, entirely lackadaisical as he headed down the poorly lit alley. The idea that this was the epitome of their glory days, however, left something to be desired as far as Alexander was concerned. They paled in comparison for his strategic mind to those years upon which the duo had first met. Those all-out wars were what the Conquerer excelled best in. Nights like these were almost...too easy.

The Dark Hunter approached the edge of that alleyway, settling his back against the brick face of the building just on the edge of the alley. His positioning was enough to allow him to hear what was occurring in the alleyway without being noticed from the darkness of the side street. His arms crossed over his chest and for a brief moment, Alexander's eyelashes fluttered closed. He allowed those hunter instincts to expand, the man simply feeling those species that lingered nearby. He could pick up Matteo near effortlessly, the fae's presence so distinctly familiar and yet that acuteness would certainly allow him the awareness when a vampire came into contact with his fae. His gaze fluttered open, the Macedonian King altogether content to simply watch the quiet, dark streets and the patrons that occasionally moved to and from the tavern as he waited. It shouldn't take too long. The smell of blood was already within the air, picked up by his own enhanced Hunter senses.

Alexander Macedonia

Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own

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