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

and I can't stand the pain


Posted on March 28, 2021 by Alistair Rosenthal
East

Fifty-eight minutes. She thought fifty-eight minutes would be enough to provoke some level of interest within him. Oh, how ignorant she was to think fifty-eight minutes was long enough to change his mind about anything! Not that he had terribly come to any definite decision about her at all, beyond that she was...terribly peculiar. Piper, however, seemed...determined to demand the chance to come to her own decision upon him and her desire for him, irregardless of how Alistair felt about her in return. For a moment, those emerald eyes stared almost judgingly at her, his arms crossed over his chest before, finally, he agreed to her terms. After all, Alistair did want dinner now that he was here. He could suffer through one meal, if only to placate her. Unfortunately, it was unlikely that she would invoke even a vague intrigue from the sullen artist. Though Alistair had never taken a great interest within the opposite sex to begin with, one thing he was certain of was that he was distinctly uninterested within those women who thought they could command anything from him. He watched as her once bright smile faltered, her bright blue eyes looked up at him in clear surprise.

Her protest, however, was cut off short as their waiter approached their table, the man's mere presence drew Alistair's gaze from the woman across from him as he listened to the waiter introduce himself.

"Good evening, folks, my name is Eddy. Have you been here before?"
"Yes."
"Welcome back! Can I get you started on something to drink."
"Water is fine."
"And you miss?"

The emerald of Alistair's gaze shifted towards the woman across from him, her blue eyes briefly fluttered towards the waiter before a soft hue of pink graced her cheeks. She clearly hadn't been paying attention, her obliviousness to the present moment prompted a soft sigh from Alistair's lips. Somehow, he wasn't surprised - this was exactly how she ran into vampires in the middle of the night or tripped over thin air. He said little of his own thoughts, however, as Alistair listened to her order, only for the waiter to insist he'd get everything right away. His departure from their table, however, only caused the woman to pick up their conversation exactly where they'd left it off. Alistair watched as she turned her hair behind her ear, only to insist she hardly meant to come across that way. It was her insistence that she had a sore spot for people thinking she was an idiot, however, that caused his brow to rise. "Do you make a habit of telling men what they think?" He inquired, turning her very question back upon her. Alistair paused for a brief moment, letting those words sink in before he added, almost as an afterthought. "I didn't think you were an idiot." Presumptuous, forward, demanding, and a shopping fiend, yes, but she had shown on more then one occasion that she could have a quick mind, when she desired to use it.

The last thing Alistair expected, however, was any further explanation on the topic at hand. He was hardly prepared to hear her entire life story and yet, it seemed this was where she intended to start the 'getting to know each other' process. Great. Despite his inward groaning, however, Alistair maintained the facade of polite interest, the face one he had mastered throughout school and a large part of his career. Truthfully, Alistair failed to see a problem with the lives of her sisters, lives that she so clearly abhorred. How proud she was of her degree, and of her business. They were accomplishments, no doubt, even if her family seemingly did not consider them to be. Alistair knew well what it was like to have parents disappointed in you, though he doubted her family reacted quite like his did. It was her admittance that she didn't want him to think of her like that which caused Alistair's brow to rise ever so slightly. Why on earth did she think he had thought of her enough to attribute to her the traits she so hated in her sisters? A soft sigh left his lips, "Piper, I don't know you so I don't think anything of you." He informed her, quite bluntly.

Alistair watched as her gaze dropped down to the menu in front of her, her cheeks turned a soft shade of pink as she continued. It was her admittance of thinking near constantly of that night, however, that brought a hint of incredulousness to his features. "Wonderful?" He inquired, clearly taken aback. "Piper you could have died that night. Do you have any idea what that feels like? To have a vampire bite you and take every ounce of blood in your body? There was nothing wonderful or exhilarating about nearly dying. You're lucky you're even sitting here." There was not an ounce of that 'hunt' that he looked back on with fondness, much less his own brush with death at the fangs of a vampire. Alistair had done his best to reserve his judgement of her but now....to find their last evening together 'wonderful', he was beginning to question her sanity. Maybe she was an idiot. He watched as her gaze turned back to the menu, only to ask him what his recommendations were. Alistair glanced down at the menu in front of her, only for another soft sigh to leave his lips. He leaned forward to point out the objects in question on the menu before her as he spoke. "Their Chicken Parmigiana and Chicken Scallopini were amazing, their Philadelphia Steak was...not great. I've been told their salads are good." He informed her easily enough, only to settle back in his seat.

Alistair
Rosenthal


Untitled by simple plan