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

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 Marcello

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
Ellington Enterprise

taking your breath, stealing your mind

Posted on June 21, 2021 by Sylvester Veres

She was a funny kind of girl, this red head. Cute, if not a little, well, vague maybe. Didn't everyone know what a dragon was? They were in children's books after all. Then again, maybe she came from some place that just didn't have them- or called them something else. Still, it hardly seemed as if the dragon itself bothered her so much as the insinuation she possessed a dragon soul. Sly glanced upward from his efforts to count the evenings takings, those bills folded neatly over one another before being stashed within his back pocket. The young woman was determined to insist she wasn't a dragon. No. She was a red panda. Huh. That was different. The clear surprise on Sly's features prompted the lift of both eyes as he regarded his companion. He'd never met a Were yet so forthcoming about what animal they could embody and yet she seemed nothing if not proud of it. It was a cute animal at least. People would go crazy for something that adorable and yet he wasn't exactly sure anyone would believe a red panda had fought off the legendary dog of fire. Maybe he could test it out some time just to assess the crowd's reaction.

"I've never really made a red panda before- but I could try. They aren't very fierce creatures though, no offense. I'm just not sure they would be believable as wolf fighters. Do you have claws or anything?"

They had to have some means of defence didn't they? Who better to ask then an actual Panda? That crowd around them had readily begun to disperse as people hurried to be on their ways once more. The warlock at last left alone with his new companion. One who seemed to have a plethora of other questions about that show she'd witnessed. Maybe this was the first time she'd ever seen a magic show? At least, that was the impression she gave. Either way though she was seriously easy on the eyes and that magic seemed to impress her if nothing else. Maybe this could turn out to be an even better night then he'd anticipated. The young woman's veritable books worth of question were stored neatly within the warlock's mind as he queried whether or not she might like to have a drink with him. It was hardly late after all, he'd made good money tonight and more than one decent bar was well within walking distance. An easy grin found its way to Sly's lips, the warlock entirely ready to flirt a little in an effort to coax the young woman into taking up his offer- only for her to immediately agree. Well damn. He really was on fire tonight. How oblivious Sly was in that moment to Abigail's own complete....innocence in that acceptance. The warlock instead inclined to consider that, maybe, he'd become even better at flirting then he'd anticipated as he gestured toward that bar at the end of the street- along with that soft query of her name.

Abigail seemed almost flustered in that moment, as if seeming to chastise herself for having failed to introduce herself until he'd asked. Her hand fit neatly into his own, that handshake brief, before she fell into step beside him. The pair headed for the bar at the end of the street. Damn but this girl had some energy! Her questions were nothing short of enthusiastic, her excitement palpable as Sly made every effort to explain what he wasn't exactly sure she understood- that show was, well, magic. A show. That fire was his affinity and one he'd let her...borrow in a way for the purpose of that show. How disappointed she almost seemed and yet- it was hardly at the realisation that his show was a veritable illusion of sorts so much as it was at learning she was not the firefox she desired to be. A soft chuckle rose within Sly's throat as his hands tucked into his jean pockets.

"I can make a firefox for you later if you want."

Maybe back at her place if everything went well enough. She seemed interested. Her momentary disappointment however seemed to last barely a moment before that insistence he was a warlock seemed to captivate her anew. Sly, she assured him, was the first warlock she had ever met. A ready look of surprise found the warlock's features once more. It seemed almost difficult to believe that in a city this large and so veritably overflowing with supernatural entities that he might be the first warlock she had ever met. Witches and warlocks, after all, were hardly an uncommon species. Still, maybe being the first warlock she'd ever met might only add to his charm. At least, it couldn't hurt. Whatever words Sly had been about to offer however were cut short by her sudden query on his abilities- and her announcement she could do lots of things, only she...never did.

"I mostly just do the fire creatures, I don't need a spell book or anything for them. I've just...always been able to make them. Why don't you ever use your skills? Are you so powerful you can't use them often?"

A slight simper tugged at the warlock's lips at the very thought of the excitable girl beside him being able to create some sort of...natural disaster or something of the sort. No one would ever expect it. How Sly enjoyed the unexpected. It was her insistence that she'd never seen a dragon before however that seemed to capture the warlock's attention more fully then. Maybe they simply didn't....have dragons where she was from? Or maybe her parents were just those weird...religious people who believed dragons were the devil or some other christian nonsense. Abigail looked all the more skeptical as he defended his own dragon only to insist the only dragons she had ever seen looked 'snakey'. Her finger lifted into the air, the girl tracing a vague outline of that creature as understanding seemed to dawn upon the warlock's features.

"Oh, an eastern dragon. Those are the 'snakey' ones as you called them. In the western world dragons tend to have four legs and wings like the one I summoned. In the east they tend to look like snakes and dont have wings but they can float. Where I come from they have about ten heads. I tend to make the western one here though- americans recognise it then."

Sly's shoulders lifted into a shrug once more. Those dragons were just a manner of playing to his audience. Even if Abigail had proven to be one audience member who hadn't exactly understood. Sly moved to lead the way to the outdoor tables that neatly lined the area in front of the bar before reaching over to pull out one of the chairs for Abigail. His free hand reached back into his pocket to pull out several of those hard earned bills before querying what she wanted. Apple juice? Did they even.....make that at bars? The look of bafflement upon his features was surely clear in that moment as Sly's gaze met her own once more

"Do you mean an apple cider? Or you want actual...apple juice?"

Well- this was different. Abigail's insistence that it was apple juice she wanted prompted a nod of the warlock's head before he made his way up to the bar. His order, in turn, seemed to prompt a curious look from the bartender. That bar, by some miracle, made enough cocktails that they had apple juice even if Sly suspected this was the first time anyone had ever ordered that alone. The warlock reached for his own far more alcoholic drink, Abigail's juice taken neatly in his other hand before making his way back to that table and taking the seat across from her, that drink neatly placed down in front of her. Sly easily settled within his own seat, the warlock leaning comfortably back before lifting his own drink to his lips.

"Do you always order apple juice at bars? I've never seen anyone do that before."

Little save genuine curiosity seemed to find the warlock's voice. Maybe apple juice was a new...trendy sort of thing that he hadn't known about? Either way, Abigail seemed to enjoy it decidedly.

"So, where are you from that you have 'snakey' dragons?"

Abigail, after all, most certainly did not look asian.