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

don't let those butterflies out


Posted on April 14, 2019 by maeve liliwen
East
Maeve
love is always bound to be there for us

She watches his face with childlike curiosity, hardly phased by the solemn look upon his face. She tilts her head then with that comment, smiling. "Well, if you are asking me, I say they are the best," Maeve says in response, and there is something almost...like an edge in that voice, as if she were almost mimicking Frost in some way in this moment. She learns quickly it would seem.

While Frost struggles with speaking with children, Maeve has a near gift to converse with anyone. Perhaps it is just the innocence of a child, maybe it is in her very blood as a fae to be graceful in her movements as well as her speaking. She meets his violet eyes with her own for a moment before casting them away. He was a strange man, but she cannot deny the desire of her curiosities for long. "What would you call it then?" She asks, a child of a million questions it would seem. She hardly understands being submissive, alpha no more than a simple title, no different than Mr. and Mrs. After all, Tetradore was an alpha, and he hardly presented himself to Maeve in anyway that would make Maeve cower. Why should Frost be any different? He seemed more serious than her panther friend, but Maeve, is already convinced if he could have some fun he would probably lighten right up. And maybe that frown, would turn into something different altogether.

Maeve holds his hand in a strong grip (for a little thing) before letting go. She remembers being in a police station when she had been younger, waiting for her social worker to come and get her. One of the officers had shaken her hand, telling the small child she needed a strong handshake, first impressions were everything. It would seem the lesson carried over even now.

Maeve continues to giggle about the comment about Frost being a bridge troll. "I don't think he has enough warts...or big enough feet," she says, casting those violet eyes towards the horse. Clearly, Maeve is not yet old enough to understand the joke of large feet Maeve turns to Nadya at this point, cupping her hands in an attempt to keep her voice low. "He is kinda grumpy like one though," she says, hardly able then to suppress a giggle that finds her. But Maeve is hardly aware of Nadya and tetra's history, content with her relationship with each of them individually, and the fae child hardly being one to pry in such serious situations.

She squints her eyes at the man as he speaks, only to cut off short. But her attention is then quickly diverted to Nadya as she too speaks. "I've done it before," Maeve says assuredly and in much too casual of a voice and manner for it to be entirely normal. She had been considered a runner when she had been in foster care, in fact, she had run all the way to Sacrosanct. "The West? You mean the Ark?" She asks then, the boat that she so frequently visited. Of course, she was always gone before any of the fighting started, but she often spent weekend afternoons there, entirely content to follow Mira around, cast shy glances in Tetra's direction, and play games with Tobi.

But it is when the conversation continues with Andras that Maeve grows slightly solemn. It was true that she had been staying with Andras, but he was hardly around, often times his maid picking her up or taking her places. And, in the end, Maeve would not be staying with him forever. At the current time, the Ark felt more like a home than the apartment downtown. "He is not around a lot," she says with a shrug and a twitch of her lip on only one side. "I don't know if he wants kids," she says, once more a shrug, before turning her attention to the dance studio, clearly eager to get started.

She begins walking over to the classroom, following Nadya's instructions to go and stretch before the class gets started. But she stops for a moment, turning around to look back at Frost, the man with those features that were so similar to her own. "Alpha Frost," she says, a small smile on her face. "You're a funny man," she says simply before slipping inside the door and eagerly joining the other children to stretch on the floor.

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Maeve
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