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

for reasons wretched and divine


Posted on March 22, 2019 by BRENDEN
East
Every version of me dead and buried in the yard outside

Brenden


How desperately he wants to scoff at her, those arms so folded across his chest as his angry stare remains on her frame. She claims she was trying to change and Brenden can't stop the roll of his eyes. Right. He doesn't say much in response to her not wanting to encourage the woman anymore that she already was. Brenden hardly wanted to cause any more issues, certain he would be useless in a fight against her even with his own magical abilities. Dark eyes staring her down, his gaze occasional flits back to the body sprawled across the desk only distracted by her questioning once more. He didn't intend to humor her and yet, Brenden couldn't help the sarcasm that drips from his lips, "Yeah, make my sister stop doing drugs and selling her body," he snaps at her finally, glaring so very heatedly at the woman.

It was as if the words opened a gate and a flood of words came rushing out as he angrily speaks to her, hardly caring he was putting himself in an even deeper hole. He decided to chalk it up to; if she wanted him dead he'd be dead already. Her response only emits another barking laughter, entirely void of humor as he looks at her incredulously, "Pleasure, right," he laughs again, as if it was the most insane thing he had ever heard. Brenden was never one to let anyone to feed from him, having known a few people who would allow it to make a cheap buck. It was disgusting and he couldn't imagine having a vampire feed off him feel pleasurable. It takes everything in his power to not back away from the woman as she prowls closer, the man towering over her as he drops his arms to his side. No, he did not want to be fed from, he would throw her out on her ass if he needed to and prayed he would be fast enough to get away. Doubtful, but he'd try at least.

Her words make him almost feel uneasy... the woman almost seemed borderline crazy, like she was falling into the pit of madness. He wasn't sure what he would rather deal with, a mad vampire or a bloodthirsty. Listening to her, his gaze simply scorching in that moment. "It's called humanity," he states, his words not quite as snapping and yet there is still anger boiling beneath him. He didn't want to care or to understand this woman and yet, if he could relate to her perhaps she wouldn't destroy his shop. Arguing with her about him not fearing her was a waste of time, Brenden knowing this, so he doesn't comment on it. Instead, she asks him about his abilities, Brenden gladly showing her the moment she pokes his chest hard. Casting for that affinity, the woman is yanked off her feet, that inhuman snarl filling the silence as he practically shoots her across the room and dangles her several feet in the air. Under other circumstances he might have laughed at the bizarre situation, the vampire looked like she was trying to swim in the air.

Her sudden demand draws a wicked, humorless smile from him as he watches her helplessly in the air, her illusions flickering in and out of existence. Perhaps he should stop, he didn't care to be the center of attention when the hunters arrived. Yet, he can't help himself as he pushes her that much higher into the air, only for her voice to come from behind him. Despite himself, he staggers a few feet forward, his control on his affinity slipping slightly as she drops for the ground but he regains control only a moment later. The touch of her illusions is so entirely real, Brenden bares his teeth at her, well, several hers as he wrenches himself out of their touch. "Don't touch me," he snarls at her even as she continues speaking from all of her bodies. How desperately he wants to send her flying through that glass window, deliver her directly to the hands of those hunters and yet he knew better, he'd be stuck with a body and no way for someone to believe his story. Growling at her, he lifts her a touch higher before Brenden abruptly releases his hold on his magic, watching her drop.

It was disappointing, he had hoped she would not have been fast enough, instead she lands gracefully, her accented words reaching his ears once more. Folding his arms over his chest again as she explains what she wants from him. Raising a brow at her, he glances out the windows with a heavy sigh. This is not what he had in store for his night and yet, he had no way out of it. Rather than answering her question, he strolls towards the woman, unfolding his arms as he gets closer, towering over the woman as he glares down at her. "Glamor me," he says simply, "Can you handle that?" He can't help but use her own words back at her, "I refuse to be recognized by someone out there," he states after a moment before he makes his way towards the door. He was really going to regret this, he knew he was but he continues to make his way through that door, fully expecting the vampire to glamor him. He had left no room for argument and he figured she would comply simply because she wanted to get away just as much as he did. He knew she could betray him the second he walked out of the shop and yet, he had a distinct feeling she wouldn't.

As he pushes that door open, it doesn't take him long to finish forming that plan, his affinity reaching out to anything and everything that wasn't attached to the ground. Before he knew it, he had rocks and garbage cans floating around him, trash included. It wasn't the best idea he ever had and yet, he didn't have a choice. Angry eyes searching, he finds that hunter almost immediately, the hunter spotting him the second he walked out. Rotating everything in the hunter's direction, Brenden sends it rocketing towards the man. Most of the pieces missed, some bounced harmlessly off his body but the massive trashcan, the big green ones with wheels on the bottom, hits the hunter square. Oh, he'd wake up with a massive headache, the trash bin hardly able to kill the man in any sense. Still, he had created a big enough distraction that he was certain that the woman inside should have figured something out.

Darting across the street, he picks through the mess he had created and finds the man... bloodied by the rough handling but one hundred percent knocked out. Grimacing, Brenden pulls the man out slightly, just enough to access his neck to pull the amulet off. Without looking at it, he shoves it into his pocket before he's hurrying across the street again, ignoring the cold nipping at his skin. Pushing through the door, he pulls that amulet from his pocket and stalks back to the woman, handing it to her. "Good enough?"

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