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

our lives are made by the death of others


Posted on September 05, 2020 by AIDEN TETRADORE
East

calamity

The life I live is one big calamity

There was a certain distinct sound to those extravagant sportscars the Were-King drove, their engine near akin to roaring when he so pushed his speed beyond what the city limits allowed - those signs little more than a suggestion to the Alpha. His afternoon had been largely spent upon those Western Docks, seeing to the pressing needs of his employees and their concern for their jobs now that imports and exports into the city had ground to a concerning halt. He had spent more time than he liked explaining the concept of harbor closures to customers that were, themselves, put in a hard spot when the goods that relied upon came in strikingly low supply...or...alternatively when there were few places that they could be shipped. It was rare when the Alpha had to directly involve himself so greatly within his side business and yet, with the pandemic that had hit the world at large, things that were once rare were now becoming commonplace. Still, it was that lingering hint of stress that so caused Tetradore to deviate from his course - the man certain he deserved the warmth of a deliciously made cup of coffee, his grandfather sure to obliged him.

It was with striking ease that the bright blue Lamborghini slid into a parallel parking spot in front of the Sanctums large glass windows, the low growling of the powerful vehicle shut off but a few moments later. It was the vibration of his phone in his pocket that drew his attention as the Were-King pulled himself from the depths of the sportscar, the device fished from his pocket as his other hand pressed on the keyfob that locked the car behind him with an eager chirp. A small frown crossed his features as his fingers deftly moved across the screen to eye the text message he received, the Alpha hardly bothering to glance up as he crossed the threshold. "Tetradore!" It was the sound of his name that drew the intense emerald of his irises upwards and towards the man standing behind the counter. A rare grin settled on his features, Tetradore hardly glancing at the rest of the cafe as he made his way towards the Dark Hunter. "Alex." He commented, the pair embracing but briefly before the Hunter stepped back behind the counter. "Want your usual?" The Alpha's head bobbed as he slipped his phone in his pocket, "Yeah, everyone else will probably want something too." He commented, referring to the family he was surely to return to. That roll of Alexander's blue-green irises was hardly missed, even if he knew his grandfather would give in.

Tetradore leaned against the counter, hardly concerned with paying as he waited for his coffee. Finally, his gaze turned towards the patrons of the cafe in a brief glance, only for a quizzical glimpse to flutter across his face at the realization that he recognized one of his grandfather's patrons. In fact, he was rather certain Arya was staring at him with wide terrified eyes. His brows furrowed as he glanced behind him towards the Dark Hunter, "Maybe wait on the other drinks." He commented, his hand reaching out for the coffee he was handed. It was only with his drink in hand that Tetradore finally approached the young woman, her anxiety near-visible upon her fair features. "Hey, Arya." The Were-King offered in greeting as he pulled out the chair across from her, the Alpha near collapsing heavily into it. "Is everything okay? You look....pale." It hardly described the way the blood seemed to drain from her features at the mere sight of him, that nervous tracing of her fingers on the rim of her cup hardly going unnoticed by the Were-King and yet Tetradore could scarcely remember what he'd done to her to prompt such a reaction from the girl. He made little effort to assume, however, the man was content to simply wait for a response from the were-seal that he hadn't seen since she'd appeared on his doorstep with a spear sticking out of her side. At the very least, she looked better then last time.

I don't owe you a god damned thing