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

late night devil put your hands on me

Posted on August 08, 2020 by Darcy Blackjack

I am what she made me
her words are spiderwebs inside my head

How easy it was to forget how much that little dolt played upon his very nerves until she sat before him again. Her sarcasm was a near constant stream that poured from her lips like blood from a vein. How long, truly, would it take to crush her spirit enough to end that torrent of nonsense that all but poured from her? How irritating he had once found Tetradore's near profound silence. The werePanther so rarely affording him so much as a blink by way of reaction and yet Darcy had near quickly come to decide that Tetradore's stoic silence was, in the least, preferable to Harley and her motormouth. Hmmm. Perhaps Risque would be content to provide him with a muzzle for her next time. How very satisfying that thought was. The vampire was content to allow his lip to lift ever so slightly in amusement as Harley commented upon how very 'romantic' that setting was. How little the Southern cowboy cared for....ethnic food- of any kind. Darcy hardly inclined to care for how very...racist his thoughts were inclined to be in such a day and age as this and yet for now, such thoughts were momentarily cast aside. Harley was offered little more than a decidedly dark look. A thinly veiled warning to mind her goddamn tongue before he spoke. Offering her that simplistic plan. Her task was simple, easy and required little more than simple...obedience from her. A concept she had seemingly struggled with and yet if her behaviour with Ruben was anything to judge by she was more than capable of the very obedience he saw fit to command.

Harley was silent for several moments as she contemplated that very task he had demanded from her before insisting to know what 'the catch' was when Darcy himself could surely have used his own powers to bring down the ill-fated musician. How very...cute it was that she thought he owed her an answer of any kind. It was not her right to question. Darcy hardly had the time or patience for her sarcasm tonight. Not when Arlo would be arriving in the next few moments.

"Dat dun concern ya. Yar been given yar job, just shut up and do it like a good Kitty."

Harley reached near boldly across the table then to grasp at the glass of iced water the waitress had placed before him several moments ago. The young woman daring to raise it to her lips as Darcy's mismatched gaze merely watched her bold little display. Why was she so determined to disrespect him? To forget her place? To forget just how far down that metaphorical totem pole she truly belonged. Pets did not take what belonged to their Masters. No manner how seemingly inconsequential. Darcy's gaze narrowed ever so slightly. The near predatory fashion in which he watched that woman hardly lessened and yet, for now, he was seemingly content to ignore her foolish little error. A capped syringe was easily passed across the table towards the WerePanther then with that simple command to use it. There would be enough within that single shot to bring the Crusnik down- so providing his system functioned the same as any other 'vampires'. If he could truly be called that. Risque had been adamant in her insistence that Crusnik hardly deserved that coveted vampire name. Darcy, in turn, was reluctant to offer it. No to some foul little....vulture.

The raven-haired woman's confusion was nothing short of clear as she studied that syringe. Harley, for once, wise enough to keep whatever idiotic questions she had to herself before Darcy continued. The cowboy content to offer her those few pertinent details he had deemed necessary for her to know while so conveniently avoiding any talk of just what this Arlo was. Darcy was nothing if not...cunning within his own plan. A Crusnik was problematic. The less Harley knew about this creature the better. It would be...irritating to have her team up with this 'Arlo'. Especially if his venom was as toxic to vampires as Risque had suggested it was. Darcy moved to push back from that table then, those final instructions given only for Harley to insist she had two questions, the very notion prompting Darcy;s gaze to narrow dangerously. How valid these questions better be- for her sake. The vampires near silent stare at a command for her to continue. Her query on that name met with a soft snort.


Risque, he was certain, would have found a near perverse amusement in the butchering of Cade's name. Such efforts wasted upon Harley. The woman dared to ask who was paying for that meal. Darcy moved to rise fully from that table then, the vampire's chair pushed back beneath it before a singular stride brought him smoothly to Harley's side. His hand reached out quickly, Harley's chin seized between his thumb and forefinger- forcing the girls head to face him as Darcy crouched ever so slightly to bring her gaze into line with his own.

"Why would I pay far it? I ain't touched it. Yar was da one dat drank it."

His head nodded toward that glass of iced water then. If she was so insistent on drinking it- then she could pay for it, along with the rest of that meal to come.

"If yar dun wanna pay far dinner, den bat yar pretty little eyes at yar new musician friend and 'ave 'im pay."

Darcy hand released her in the same moment as he stood upright once more, his hands tucking into the pockets of his pants as he moved to step away from the table- only for her final question to prompt him to halt once more. Hmm. She wasn't as stupid as she looked. Harley so evidently seized upon that notion that Darcy was being.....far more careful with this victim then he had been with any other. The vampires tongue brushed over his lips again, the tip toying with his left fang in contemplation. Darcy shoulders abruptly lifted into a shrug. A gesture so casual it seemed near out of place on the Southern vampire.

"I dun like musicians."

That, it seemed, was the only answer Harley was going to get.


i'm in love with the madness