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

I wanna get stupid, I wanna get dumb


Posted on August 14, 2020 by Harper Thomson
East



You know what the best part of being rich was? The unfettered access to opportunities: opportunities for better clothes, better cars, better watches, better jewellery, better food, just better everything. It was amazing that the biggest worry was stock markets and that Mrs. Smith next door just got the newest model so better hurry up and buy something even newer and better than what she's got, that stuck up bitch. It was amazing to have the world at your fingertips and be unable to see past the asshole your head was shoved up.

The worst part about being rich?

Hm, probably that Harper was on the opposite end of the spectrum. Hell, bitch barely had enough to buy food so it looked like she was going to be living off shitty 25ยข ramen until she found a job to hold for like a week or two before inevitably forgetting to show up for a shift because she was hungover as a dog. Either way, time to find some form of supplemental income hence her reason for stalking the streets like a stray dog, lingering in front of store fronts that just smelled so goddamn good. It also was a good excuse to use the reflections to check the streets around her for easy targets. Her goal wasn't people though, oh no. They were too risky and a pain, honestly. No, she preferred their belongings and here on this bougie street there were plenty. All the people with their extravagance trying to show off... Oh, let's hit that one!

Practically skipping away from the window of the bakery, Harper slowed her pace once to let her eyes track a group of women going in the opposite direction, laughing and talking, biting her lip with a grin as she did so. Then her attention swung forward again, as she reached a less busy area. She glanced around briefly, drawing her fingertips along the body of a fancy car (don't ask the make, she's not a car person. It's a car. It has doors and wheels. What more do you want from her?). She didn't attempt to stop the smirk as she felt the light pressure in her skull, that feeling told her she had once again coaxed a lock free. The trunk popped as she strode over like it was the most perfectly natural thing for her to do, nothing suspicious here. Rummaging briefly, finding a disappointing nothing - seriously, who the hell doesn't leave anything in their trunk? No junk, forgotten clothes, nothing? - she slapped it closed then strode off as a group walked past her. She didn't go far though, leaning against another car to drum on the passenger door, the perfect picture of waiting for someone.

Once alone - or at least alone enough - she popped the door handle and ducked into the car, quickly digging through the compartments to search for anything of worth - loose change, emergency funds for gas, electronics to pawn. Seemed this one was more of a success as she found a stash of cash not well hidden in the glove compartment, her grin stretching ear to ear. She didn't bother counting it, shoving it into her pocket and ducking out of the car to meander down the street. She'd count her find when she got a bit of distance. Maybe after she got something to eat. Maybe she'd get tacos. Tacos sounded good. Oh oh - a chimichanga! She'd get a chimichanga! A big greasy chimichanga smothered with cheese! Fuck yeah!

Her focus now more on dreaming about food than being alert, Harper didn't bother to check her surroundings too much as she hit another car. She'd been doing this for most of the afternoon and had yet to be caught, suspected, yelled at, or really even noticed. Popping the door handle, Harper slid into yet another passenger seat to flip through the console of the car hunting for any additional goodies, door propped open with her foot for an easy exit. Never let it close, keep as much an exit available as possible. Maybe if she found some more cash, she could really splurge and get a few beers with her chimichanga. Or maybe she would stick with tacos. Oh wait- what if she got a burger instead?


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