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.
City Creek Center
Dark Hunter Department
Red on the Water
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.
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.
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
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
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.
This night was hardly going according to plan. Of course, he hadn't planned on draining a fairy tonight but it sounded good enough when he smelled the blood, like it was fate. He should have known better. Instead he was stuck facing down a fairy and Dark Hunter now who obviously had some kind of plan in mind for him. He was just happy he was the vampire to have found them cause he'd hate to think of Isolt or one of the patrons of the tavern becoming victim to whatever they had in mind. Not that he was volunteering to take part himself. No, he had far too much to live for, one person in particular. He could see he'd taken the fairy by surprise when he spoke back to him in French. The man also seemed to be predicting most of his movements, as if he knew what he was about to do before he did it. Hm, a power of premonition, perhaps?
Whatever the case, it was downright annoying. Damon figured he needed to throw a curveball in there so he made some slicing motions with his fingers, satisfied to see cuts open on the fairy's arms. His own eyes only twinkled with mischief as the man finally looked irritated, glaring in his direction as he told him not to do that again. His brow rose. "Keep me alive? You underestimate my choice in the matter, but don't worry, you'll understand soon enough." His voice was low and calm, but that didn't denote the menacing undertone. He took in the part that there was another involved right as an arm snaked around his neck. He grunted as he was pulled against the Dark Hunter. The Hunter was strong; that much was obvious. But so was Damon, and he liked a challenge. He eyed the plastic knife in the Hunter's hand as he focused on charging up with energy. So this guy definitely seemed to know that a regular knife wouldn't do anything to him. Some kind of mental gift that felt out powers?
As he allowed the Hunter to drop him to his knees, he heard the fairy say something in decidedly another language, one he didn't happen to know this time. Unfortunate. Maybe he should have just played dumb with the French. Then at least he'd know what they're talking about. But he had a feeling it was so kind of warning gauging by the quickness of the words, like there was a rush to get it out.He heard the Hunter respond in the same language but he let go of the blast anyway, not too surprised when the Hunter jumped back and out of reach. Damon was already recharging though and now he was free, not wasting time in straightening to his feet. He would have gone after the fairy first but the man all but disappeared. His lip twitched in irritation, wondering if the fairy was running now but no matter; he still had someone to focus on.
He turned to face the Hunter as he sighed and held out a spear this time. "Looks like it's just you and me, buttercup." He said with a smirk as he eyed the spear. As the Hunter moved around him, he turned, keeping his own body in motion and never losing track of the Hunter's position. When the Hunter made a comment about him being difficult, he lifted a brow and tilted his head. "Where would be the fun in that?" As the Hunter maneuvered as if to strike, Damon readied himself, though he looked for all the world like he was planning on standing there to take it. His hands were ready with more energy blasts to deflect the spear if it came toward him, his eyes already seeking out soft spots of flesh to cut open. Oh yes, he would have fun with this one. But suddenly he felt a prickling at his neck and then a stab. "Ah, fuck!" He snapped his head around, murder in his eyes at the fairy who had just suddenly reappeared, only to watch him disappear once again.
He snorted. "Of course, like a game of cat and fucking mouse." His words started to slur near the end then, his vision starting to blur as a haze started to fill his mind. What the hell? His hand slowly rose to touch the spot on his neck where he felt the stab, his eyes widening as they landed on the fairy standing by the Hunter, conversing in that aggravating language he didn't know again. "What the hell did you give me, fairy boy?" His legs started to feel weak and he reached out for the closest wall to hold him up, his gaze going to the ground for a second as he turned, putting his back to the wall and slowly sliding down it as his legs turned to jello. He stared into space for a minute, barely blinking before his gaze found the two men again. He didn't really seem to be focusing on anything at the moment but there was a new emotion in his gaze now...bliss.
"Hey guys, what's shakin'? This is a good song. Do you hear it?" He bobbed his head as if jamming along, his lips tugging into a whimsical smile. He started hearing some of the words they were saying, now that they were speaking English. Were they speaking something else? He suddenly couldn't remember. They must be friends. His brows furrowed for a second before that blissful expression returned to his face and his smile only widened. "Pretty? My fiance is the prettiest girl in town. No, in the world! She makes me veeeeery happy." He dragged out the word "very" as long as he could, his eyes seeming to stare into space for a minute before he seemed to remember that they were still there. "Hey, are you guys here for the party? Cause I'm hosting and it's gonna be AWESOME."