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.
City Creek Center
Dark Hunter Department
Red on the Water
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.
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.
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
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
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.
The woman seemed completely distracted when Malia went over to the car, rummaging around like she might find a real prize in there. The werecoyote couldn't see how there could be anything of true value in that car. All she smelled was week old french fries (probably somewhere in the floor board) and that smelly car air freshener that some people used. They usually just gave her a headache. Her nose wrinkled at the bad concoctions as she leaned against the doorframe, asking if there was anything good. Her lips quirked when the woman immediately answered, saying just gum and a used tissue. She was just beginning to think she might have been mistaken about the woman doing something shady when suddenly the air grew tense and what she could see of the other Were stiffened beside her. For a heartbeat, things seemed to freeze like that and Malia was about to ask if she was okay when slowly, the woman started to slide back out of the car, planting her feet firmly on the sidewalk as she turned to face her.
The moment she asked what kind of Were she was, the woman tensed again and Malia wondered if she'd offended her or something by asking. No one had ever taught her proper etiquette on these things. She always said what she thought and nobody else seemed to mind, well, most of the time. For a minute, the woman seemed to stall, her voice trailing off before she turned the question around on Malia, asking what she was. Malia's grin only widened, her brown eyes lighting up in excitement. "I'm a werecoyote." She replied. She was proud of what she was, no matter how small she might be to some of the other Were's around Sacrosanct. She liked to think she held her own weight just fine with her other abilities. She wouldn't be beta of a pack if she was weak, right? The woman backed out of the car as they spoke, closing the door and backing up a little more. Malia watched her but remained relaxed, figuring the Were just needed to see her fully while they spoke.
The woman was taller than she was, but not by much. Malia wasn't short by any means, but the other girl obviously stood over her 5'8" figure so Malia was even more excited. Maybe she was an animal close in size, too, and they could hunt and play together!