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 buried in your bones there's an ache that you can't ignore


Posted on April 06, 2021 by Sylvester Veres
East



This had gone damn well. Way better than he had expected it might. The East side crowd always paid well- better then the West and yet the East were often harder to win over. They demanded something more sophisticated than rabbits in hats or the ever classic 'pick a card' routine Sly was almost sure he could do in his sleep. That flaming performance, it seemed, had been just what they desired to see and yet using his own distinctly...unique magic was far more taxing than merely those slight of hand tricks. He'd actually broken a sweat tonight. Sly, in that moment, could feel the drain of sorts that prolonged use of affinity had left on him. In the very least though he'd earned enough for a truly decent meal and a drink or two. His assistant had certainly helped with that. The crowd always seemed far more...generous when whatever helper he chose was an attractive young woman, or man, for that matter- if the crowd was mostly women. The young red-haired was certainly easy on the eyes and to make it all the better- she'd played along beautifully. Either that or she really had been terrified of the Legendary Romanian Dog of Fire. Maybe it didn't matter. She'd earned him a damn good take for the night. Even if she still looked a bit...baffled.

Sly allowed his elbow to bump her gently as he passed, the magician making his way over to that hat to begin collecting the money from it as the crowd around them, content with what they had seen,began to disperse. The Warlocks' insistence that the young womans 'dragon soul' had been the reason they had managed to save the world seemed to coax an even deeper look of confusion to her features before she proceeded to stare at her hands. She didn't really think that she'd made that fire, did she? She had realised it was him hadn't she? Sly's head shook ever so slightly before he reached to begin folding those bills into a neat pile. His mental arithmetic interrupted only by his companions' sudden insistence that she didn't have a dragon soul. The warlock paused in that momentary effort, his blue gaze shifting to eye the woman near curiously as he rose from his crouched position. No one, in all the years he had been doing that very show, had ever argued with him over what kind of soul they had. Most folks seemed pretty content to accept the dragon. After all, a dragon was as legendary as it was powerful as it was grand to look at. It was a fairly safe animal to pick as opposed to something like, well, a chicken. People might argue about that. Sly's own head tilted ever so slightly in curiosity of the red-haired woman before him. The girl apparently adamant about her non-dragon soul. Sly's shoulders rose in a soft shrug.

"Well, it looked like a dragon to me. Do you...er....prefer something else though?"

Maybe she knew of an even more legendary and impressive creature for his next performance. Those neatly counted bills were folded tightly agianst one another before being tucked within his back pocket. Sly's gaze once more content to linger just a little on the young woman before him. Dragon soul or not she was cute. Really cute. It was hardly late. Maybe she had time for a drink. That very offer was made with an easy grin, the bar he had in mind hardly far, Sly readying himself to flirt at least a little in an effort to coax a yes from the pretty red-head- only for the instantly agree. Damn. Maybe he was more on fire then he thought tonight. The warlock's lips parted only for the words he had been about to offer to be cut short by a near torrent of questions from his new companion. Chatty thing, wasn't she? Well- at least conversation would be easy even if he wasn't entirely sure she'd.....understood the performance she'd just been a part off.

"You know, you should probably tell me your name before I tell you all the tricks of my trade. I'm Sly, by the way."

Another easy grin found the warlock's lips then as he held his hand out to shake her own before gesturing toward the end of the street. The warlock moved to step forward then, waiting for Abigail to fall into step beside him before he began to lead the way toward that bar. Those questions the young woman had asked however had hardly been forgotten. Even if Sly wasn't exactly sure who Mr LuLu was either. Was that someone in the crowd that he'd....scared away? She didn't mean Diavolului did she? Was this her first time ever seeing any magic? One hand lifted to rub at the back of Sly's neck in consideration of just how best to answer the girl.

"Abigail? You do realise im a warlock don't you? As in....fire is my affinity, my power, I can turn it into all different shapes. I made it look like Diavolului and when I stood behind you I made it seem like you were the one creating the fire. I...er....let you borrow the fire for a bit I suppose."

Maybe the young woman had simply never met a warlock before. It seemed impossible in a city like this and yet he'd never met a Fae so who was he to judge? She was still a Were though, he was certain of that, which meant she probably had some sort of affinity to. Sly, in the least, was satisfied she would understand that much. Her query on what exactly a dragon was however was unexpected. All these years and he'd never met anyone who didn't know what a dragon was. Sly's gaze shifted down toward her once more. The warlock, for several seconds, considering whether or not she was simply...having him on. She was a convincing actress if she was. The young warlock snorted softly, a hint of amusement tugging at his features.

"What do you mean what's a dragon? You just saw one didn't you? At the end of the show. It's what fought the wolf off. Don't they have dragons where you're from?"

Nearly every culture had some sort of dragon, he was certain. Maybe she was used to one that simply looked different. Sly's hands tucked into the pockets of his jeans as the pair reached the end of the block and crossed over the road to the bar on the other side. The place was just now beginning to fill up as people trudged in from work or hurried to grab a few drinks before a movie. The blond paused beside one of those outside tables before reaching to take several bills from his back pocket.

"Alright, Abby- what's your poison? What can i get for you?"


sly.