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

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Posted on October 27, 2019 by ASKAREE
East

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A series of perfectly-lacquered black fingernails tap a slow tempo upon the heavily-smudged glass of the display case upon which her lithe figure leans, Askaree completely unbothered by the general untidiness and the not-insignificant layer of mystery-grime that lay upon absolutely every surface of this jeweler's shop. What's a bit of asbestos when you're a spawn of the third world? Astute brown eyes trace a slow trajectory about the shop that, despite only housing two other patrons, was quite wanting for space. Christ, what was taking so fucking long? The Egyptian minx had begrudgingly agreed to this particular errand after finally having grown tired of her counterpart's (i.e. some lazy, walking scrotum looking to for a quick buck) assertion that she was the most well-suited given that the shop's owner was from "over her way"... as if her fluency in Arabic was all it would take to win the favor of the Saudi Arabian jeweler. Arabic... and some gold-star cleavage.

Askaree captures a glimpse of the fellow perusing a collection of necklaces, her eyes drifting steadily from the austere curvature of his jaw to the worn flesh of his hands, dark crescents of what was assuredly grease slicked into the curve of each fingernail. A gearhead, perhaps? Her idle contemplation of this random stranger is interrupted by a hard blow to the shop's swinging door that nearly rips the tiny entry bell from its holdings. A trio of men appear, each with a black ski mask pulled over his features and brandishing a variety of firearms: two AK-47s that, by the scuffed looks of the stocks and handguards, had seen some shit and had likely been purchased last minute and at bargain price at whatever gun show had rolled through town and Saturday Night Special. How very quaint.

The olive-skinned woman does naught but pitch a perfectly-manicured brow skyward in the increasingly awkward silence that ensues before the tallest of the trio quickly surveys his audience: an elderly man cowering by a dust-choked watch display, a gearhead, and a chick. "Alright, hands up and against the wall NOW," he barks with as much bravado as can be heard from beneath his ski mask. A heavily dramatic rolling of dark chocolate eyes accents Askaree's ascension from the display case, the leather of her jacket squelching as she raises her arms in a manner that could only ever have been interpreted as sardonic. Some dude and his bros watch one too many heist films and suddenly fancy themselves to be Daniel-fucking-Ocean... or Bruce Willis circa Die Hard. Well yippee ki-yah, motherfuckers.

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