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
Ellington Enterprise

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Posted on May 21, 2019 by Matteo Devereux


It's tough to be a god

Ah, but how Alexander would make him pay for this very night, he was sure of it! The very disdain upon the Hunter's features so leaving little doubt in the Fae's mind that his companion would not let him forget this evening any time soon and yet, even despite Alexander's clear displeasure for this entire affair, the Hunter lingered close all the same. Lest Damon somehow recover his abilities. In all the years, in all the battles and wars they had fought together, Alexander had never once failed to protect him. Matteo holding an endless and eternal faith in his best friends ability to assure no harm came to him. Not that Damon so truly appeared to be any threat in that moment. That venom working much as he had anticipated it would- better even. Damon was a decently aged vampire and a powerful one at that. If this was the effect those combined venoms had upon such a creature then there was every chance it would work just as well agianst the very vampires it was so designed to target. Aiden and Harley both, he was assured, might yet have a use for such a....weapon. Matteo, for now, casting aside such thoughts in favour of Damon's insistence that he was indeed Italian- born and raised- but that French was more intimate to his tongue. An easy grin so finding the Frenchmans features then.

"Ah, a man after my own heart!"

There was, Matteo was assured, all the time in the world to speak of the glory of France. Yet another topic Alexander was assured to take derision in. The Hunter's near dramatic sigh so hardly missed, that very sound prompting another chuckle from within the Fae. That conversation of names so hardly seeming to thrill Alexander in turn. Damon's bold declaration that Calvin was a far better name for the French Fae so stirred that genuine laughter from Matteo once more. Matteo's gaze so shifted readily from Damon then to eye the Macedonian with that near stern look and wholehearted agreement with the vampire- only for Alexander to very near explode with that insisted he should simple be fucking underwear then. Alexander's clear consternation only seeming to delight the Frenchman all the more.

"I believe I could be very good underwear, for what it is worth."

One eye rose every so slightly, Matteo very near daring Alexander to continue with that conversation before his attention return to Damon at large, the vampire seeming all but convinced of an apparent party he was hosting. One within that very alleyway. Matteo rather...doubtful of the success of that apparent event and yet he so easily moved to seat himself before Damon all the same, Alexander joining him upon the floor a moment later if only to further Damon's illusion of that apparent good time. How unfortunate it was that the nature of vampires so often tended to be....poor. Damon, at least in this state, seeming very much the sort of being Matteo might have enjoyed to attend a real party with. The fellow seeming rather capable of having a good time. His own blood, however, so tended to limit his relationships with the undead if only for how terribly potent it tended to be. More than one vampire within his terribly long past having lost control at even the scent of it. Unfortunate that.

Matteo's silver gaze met Damon's own once more. The vampire seeming to near...squint suddenly. His head rolling about before collapsing back agianst the wall. That venom, it seemed, beginning to shift within his system once more. Damon starting to appear distinctly...confused. This, it seemed, an excellent time to ask those more pointed questions. Matteo determined to discover how much that venom had effected Damon's ability to remember or indeed process those events around him. Matteo rather assured that, like Sebastian, Damon would remember nothing of this encounter by the time that venom wore off. Each of those questions was posed with a distinct clarity. Matteo speaking with a deliberate slowness to assure Damon understood. Beside him, Alexander so shifted to look at his watch, Matteo's gaze meeting the blue green of his companions own as Alexander queried that time. How long that venom would last an equally potent question. Arlo's venom, within Sebastian, had seemed to last for several hours or until Sebastian fed. Feeding, matteo suspected, acting as a near instant reversal for any condition a vampire suffered. How long that venom would last on its own however he hardly knew. Hmmm. Perhaps it would be better to play safe this very evening.

"Five or ten minutes, yes. We should take him into the bar soon, leave him for someone to find. He shouldn't remember any of this."

It would be....unfortunate for the vampire to meet some deadly fate within the alleyway were they to leave him alone and unable to defend himself should that venom take another hour or so to wear off entirely. Matteo willing, in the least, to assure no harm came to their 'guinea pig' for the evening. Damon had been rather co-operative after all. The vampire rapidly blinking then as if trying to clear his vision before giving his name, age and the insistence he was sure he had never met Alexander before. His long term memory, it seemed, remained intact. Matteo nodding smoothly.

"Thank you, Damon. What do you say we head into the bar now? Pedro and I will give you a hand, won't we Pedro?"

'Pedro' he suspected had little desire to do just that and yet Matteo was perhaps inclined to admit Damon hardly deserved to be left outside as easy prey for a passing Hunter or another territorial vampiric male. Matteo moved to push himself easily to his feet then, his hands reaching down to grasp Damon's ankles before gesturing toward the vampires upper half.

"You take the pointy end, Pedro."

That the 'pointy end' so happened to contain not only the vampires fangs but too- was considerably heavier then Damon's legs was merely a....coincidence, Matteo was sure. The Frenchman waiting for Alex to grasp beneath Damon's arms before hoisting him upward to carry between them and toward that back door of the bar. Matteo so glancing toward Damon then.

"Just relax, Mon Amie, we are.....taking you for a.....ride. It is fun, no?"

The last thing they needed, after all, was for Damon to begin flailing. Matteo eyeing that back door almost warily ass they approached it. Hopefully there would be no staff about to query to why their boss was being carried about by a Hunter and a Fae. Matteo so easily threw his back agianst that door then. That back room of the bar miraculously empty for now, the Frenchman easily guiding them toward some clear space upon the floor to gently rest Damon down upon it.

"Your help has been much appreciated, Mon Amie. If you rest here a little you will feel better in no time at all. You will not remember either of us but you can feel assured you have greatly assisted in science tonight. Goodnight, Damon. Now let us run away, Pedro."