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.
I'm a devil in disguise
William, in all his efforts, could hardly find it in him to react anything less than gentlemanly. A combination of his Hunter's instincts and his aristocratic upbringing resulted in reflexs that grabbed at the young woman, saving her from - what he was sure - was the humiliation of falling on her face in the sunlit plaza. Instead, William's hands held her by the small of her waist, keeping the young woman on her feet. What he couldn't save, however, was the spill of that warm beverage down the front of his suit. William's gaze flitted down to the front of his crisp, white shirt that was now seeping with a dark brown. And perhaps William would have been angry if it weren't for the face of the attractive blonde girl staring back at him, that bewildered expression wiping away any negative emotion that the Englishman might have held towards her. No, she was awfully cute, wasn't she?
He wasn't quite sure how he expected his - well, for his time, rather un-gentlemanly - remark to go with her, but William was certainly pleasantly surprised by the feminine laugh that escaped her lips. And even more pleasant was the way her lips curled up in that bright smile to match his own. Ah, how could he be angry or even upset at the girl when she smiled so brightly? But the words that escaped her lips were the ones that brought a surprised look to his features. He had been used to Vhalla speaking that way, but it was still a shock to hear women speak so... forwardly. After all, despite his age, it wasn't as if he'd had a ton of experience flirting with women. He hardly found time for that when he was constantly looking over his shoulder and running from city to city. But if all of that was supposedly behind him, there was no reason he couldn't... right? Sacrosanct was proving to be full of beautiful girls that he didn't have to be tied down to. After all, this was no longer 1812, and he was no longer betrothed to some Baron's daughter for political advances. He could... he could be whatever he wanted.
"I don't know about all that," William replied instantly, quite enjoying this newfound battle of wit between himself and the young woman. "I like to think I'm not that easy, despite such a beautiful face." If other men might have minded her sharp tongue, William wanted it to be clear that he certainly had no objections to a game of verbal wit. William was well aware of the way that she hadn't stepped back and away from him. She was, very much so, still willingly standing within his arms. William raised one of his dark eyebrows as she moved, placing that finger squarely in the middle of his damp chest, her tone entirely accusatory. Still, William chuckled. He could play that game.
"You're right, my dear," William mused, reaching the hand that wasn't on her hip to gently take the hand that was placed on his chest. He lifted her hand to his lips, placing a gentlemanly kiss on the back of her palm as his lips spread into a sly smirk. "This incident was clearly my fault, so it's my duty to remedy it." He looked down at them then in their ruined outfits - they were certainly not presentable to be in public any longer, at least not in this condition. "So here's what we shall do. We'll visit the shops here and you'll let me buy us fresh clothing that isn't soiled from... my mistake of... what was it?" He paused, his tone switching to a rather horrid attempt at an American accent "Getting in front of a girl when she's in a groove?" A chuckle escaped the Englishman's lips then before he dropped his attempt to match her accent. "And after we're out of these ruined clothes, why don't you let me buy you dinner to make up for my mistake?"