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

that set before the night is blurred


Posted on January 20, 2019 by anastasia romanova
East


How right her uncle was in his inclination to believe that she, Anastasia of the family Romanov, should hardly settle in her quest for a lover... should such a quest be worthy of her undertaking, that is. There existed no precious morsel of space within the tumult of her existence that allowed for useless things, especially if they should insist upon courting her. Had her family not met their untimely demise, Anastasia would have been courted by society's most elite and upwardly-mobile young men... and yet even the consideration of their advances had set her nose to crinkling even then. She was, perhaps, destined never to be captured. Never to be grounded by the fool's errand that was love's journey. The burning embers of her love, it seemed, had darkened and died with the death of her family, save for Alexander.

And, of course, the man who sat opposite her.

It is for this reason, this undercurrent of immortal affection, that Anastasia offers Matteo a preview of her private musings on the subject of her father's motives. Doubtless her uncle was the only other individual who would have even the mildest inkling of her father's intentions. "It is not terrible, no," she concedes, though the hard lines of her face remain as such, untouched by the gleam of the simper of moments ago. "But he knows why I have come to Sacrosanct, he knows what I seek." The Duchess takes a leisurely, purposeful sip of her tea then, sage eyes dropping to the copper liquid as it swirls within its porcelein vessel. "Does he have reason to worry, Matteo? Am I to meet some unfavorable fate?" Slowly does her gaze rise to meet that of her uncle, the young woman having been aware of the Frenchman's gifts within moments of making his acquintance, her own affinity having sown the seed of knowledge long before either man had seen fit to tell her of Matteo's foresight. Though she seeks his answer, she knows well that one may not come for her, not today. Perhaps the future, and with it all of life's greatest mysteries, was not always for Matteo to tell... nor would it always be for the curious to know.

As such, the Duchess finds herself willing to allow the subject to fizzle should fate decide it so... for now. She was, after all, a lesson in perserverence. Instead does she arch an expertly-manicured brow at her uncle's query, the conspiratorial tone of it curling a beckoning finger at the curiosity he knows well that she harbors. "Do tell," she coaxes impishly, the simper blossoming upon the lush planes of her ruby lips as the Fae regales her with the tale of his mischief. "A healthy dose of fear is necessary at times," she cooes, taking yet another slow sip from her dwindling cup before eying Matteo, darkness kissing the otherwise brilliantly green irises as she leans ever so slightly towards him. "Shall I confess my own small wickedness, then?" She gives pause for but a moment, an alluringly wolfish grin spreading across her features. "You know of Alexander's little Were-lover, no? Well... I may or may not have insinuated to her that I plan to dispose of her at some point. It was well-deserved, Matteo... she was utterly rude in the face of my hospitality. And I cannot abide rudeness, can I?" A wink is but all she offers him then, reclining easily back into the leather of the booth that hosts them. His next query, though, is met with a touch more gravity than before. "Not in a very, very long time. Is it in Sacrosanct? It has been a depressingly long while since I've had a proper hunt... and a Crusnik seems just the thing I need."

Anastasia Romanova

Grand Duchess of Imperial Russia

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