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
Emerson Navarro

do not falter; the dark approaches


Posted on April 09, 2020 by Sorcha Northwoods
East
do not falter - the dark approaches

Sunday's were slow after 3pm and I had decided to close up shop and head into town for some idle window shopping and to pay bills. In recent months I had managed to open up my nicer shop in the southern end of the city with the help of a benefactor who recognized the healing effects of my potions. The only downside was it was simply me creating potions so I spent way too much time focused on creating, duplicating, then selling them and being as I was the only one at the shop, my life consisted of work, work, work. I had little in the way of friends due to my constant working, my need to achieve greater heights, but also because it had distracted me from the darker paths that I had begun to go down two years prior. After my parents had been murdered in Scotland, I had seemingly found a trail back to Sacrosanct, but when I finally began delving into blood magic in order to track and find them, my life had become one crushing event after another. The shop I had managed in the west had been sacked, a warning sign for me to get the hell out of there, and I had been left bruised, battered, and frustrated.

I could have turned to my friends for help but I was stubborn to the point of suffering in silence. In fact, I had almost completely ghosted Dareios, Erik, and Carolina. The long hours and tireless brewing, editing, concocting, had left me with nothing in the way of life except to be at the shop or home, but it had made my shop a hive of activity. My potions were in demand and I had managed to gain new sets of eyes from the elite's of the city. Anti-wrinkle cream, anti-bruising lotion, potions that would temporarily boost endorphins, and so on and so forth. Occasionally a person would ask for a specific potion I didn't make and I would do my best to learn and accommodate, but I tried to steer clear of anything illegal or dangerous. Lucky for me, the southern part of the city wasn't as seedy as the East, and the requests for potions that did harm was minimal.

It was just my luck that as soon as I got off the tram on the east side, it began to rain. Pedestrians scattered into whatever shops were closest if they didn't have an umbrella. I wished for the millionth time that I had focused my studies on more practical things than potions - like a shield dome perhaps, that could deflect water and protect me from any physical damage. Unfortunately, that wasn't happening, and as I scurried along the edge of the buildings in search of a place to shelter, I spied a woman standing at the corner with guitar. She had an air of dejection as the rain pounded down on her curly hair and I felt a sort of recognition. I peered closer at her, suspecting she wasn't just a mere human trying to get some money, but I couldn't put my finger on it.

I wanted to turn away, to go back to doing whatever I would decide to do, but I was rooted to the spot. There was a heavy feeling emanating from the woman, the kind of feeling that I recognized because I felt it not too long ago. I frowned for a moment, torn, before finally sighing to myself and ambling closer. The rain coated my curly black hair, pasting it down across my cheeks and neck. "Hey," I called out as I got closer to her, offering her a kind smile. Kindness was sorely lacking from this world and it was only because of kindness that I hadn't fallen into my own pit of despair. "Tough time for a crowd," I say blithely. "I don't have any cash on me, just a card, but I do have this," I say, digging into my purse and pulling out a small brown glass bottle with an old-school cork stoppering it. I offer it to her on an outstretched arm. "It's a warming potion. I can't imagine you aren't cold as soaked as you are. I got my own here," I add, pulling back my arm for a moment in case she mistrusts that I might give her something dangerous. I reach back into my purse, pulling out an identical bottle, opening it and immediately swallowing back the contents before closing it and putting it back into my purse before offering her bottle again. "Promise it won't hurt you and it isn't alcohol. Just good old-fashion magic." Part of me suspected she was a witch - I tended to feel more of a connection to my kind than any other, but if she was a human I hoped she wasn't one of this anti-supernatural ones.

witch - 30 years - healing touch/shadow immobilization
Sorcha
?dante