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

the sharpest lives are the deadliest to lead


Posted on February 13, 2019 by AIDEN TETRADORE
East

aiden tetradore

It had been no earlier than seven in the morning when the Were-King had finally returned to the comforting sight of the Ark. He had been forced to stay within the depth of that hellish dance club until the sun was near peaking upon the horizon, stealing away the life from the very woman that so tormented him. Those hallucinations from her venom had all but dissipated by the time Tetradore had arrived back upon the Ark's doorstep, her bite mark well hidden beneath the material of his jeans and yet, the blood loss had made him strikingly tired, combined with the lack of sleep. It had been a brief desire that had led him towards the kitchen to find something to eat only for Raven to remind him of the very last thing upon his mind - taxes. He had, admittedly, all but forgotten of that final bit of paperwork that was all but a necessity for his legitimate business. To give the government something was often enough to stop them from investigating the true depths of the money that flowed in and out of the Ark. To submit nothing at all, however, would be suspicious, not to mention the sheer amount of paperwork and fines that came with being late. He had, admittedly, quite regretted that need to promise her those final pages stacked upon his desk would be looked over one final time and signed before the morning was over.

It was only with some sort of poorly tasting breakfast bar in hand that Tetradore left the kitchen to retreat to the safety of his own silent room. Tobias had all but vanished, likely distracted by some passing fancy to leave the Were-King in some resemblance of blissful peace - tranquility that was to be wasted upon paperwork. A soft exhale lingered upon the Western Were-King's lips as his temple leaned against his fist. That exhaustion so poignantly pulled at him and for a vague moment, his emerald eyes shifted from the page in front of him to the warm embrace of the bed that surely awaited him. How easy it would have been to fall into the embrace of those warm blankets and simply sleep away his previous evening and yet -- life continually had something else in store for him. His gaze fluttered back towards the page in front of him as the tip of his pen touched the thick black line at the button, his signature scribbled perfectly upon the line. He flipped the page over, his gaze scanning what was, hopefully, the very last page of that packet left for his review. It was the very sound of his bedroom door opening that briefly drew his gaze upwards towards the figure of the young woman that moved across his bedroom with a large stack of pages within her arms and an all too easy smile upon her face. Someone was in a good mood.

His gaze fluttered back down towards the page as she inquired how close he was to finishing. Tetradore remained silent for a moment as he glanced over those final few things before that page too was flipped over on the disarray stack of others. "Yeah, I think so." He commented as he collected the bundle, tapping them against the desk if only so the hard surface could reorganize the pages. The last thing that Tetradore had anticipated, however, was the suggestion that the pair drop off those taxes together - much less to hang out. For a moment, the man's emerald gaze merely stared at Raven, as if his brain was still contemplating the inquiry she had presented him with. "Uh...sure, I guess so." Although Tetradore longed for nothing more than sleep, he was well aware that the pack still required him - much less his own makeshift family. Slowly, Tetradore rose with a yawn upon his lips, the man handing the pages back to Raven as he reached for the jacket on the back of his chair. "Have you been to The Bakery yet?" He inquired as he pulled the leather material over his shoulders. "It's run by a packless were I've been trying to recruit." Although he hardly intended to use Raven today to further his cause, he saw no reason not to familiarize the woman with the establishment, at the very least. Not to mention he'd grown rather fond of those Baileys and Chocolate muffins she forced upon him once. He plucked a pair of keys from the depths of his drawer only to move around his desk. "Come on, let's go."

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