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

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
Pentagram
Ellington Enterprise

a little rough around the edges


Posted on October 18, 2022 by Taylor Dixon
East


I swear it was almost like this girl (woman? mystical creature?) could hear my thoughts with the way she watched my expression. Guess I should get better at hiding the fact that I'm a guy with dirty thoughts sometimes. At least I knew better than to voice them in present company. Instead, she remained looking bored until deciding it was time to lift the bike off of me. She settled on the bike's seat as if it was the most natural thing in the world, telling me to push, which I did to the best of my ability. It almost felt like pulling a knife out of my leg though with the way my wound started bleeding and throbbing like it was on fire. Or maybe that was just because my adrenaline was wearing off. Either way, it now hurt like a mother and I was trying very hard to seem at least decently tough in front of this woman. It was all I could do to offer my best try at a smile (probably more of a grimace) as I told her about the kick stand. She seemed to find it okay and put it down, settling the bike down on it before she stepped back.

Was she inspecting my bike? I was almost confused for a moment, since she seemed mostly unimpressed the first few minutes she'd been around it. But then she voiced her thoughts on how it replaced horses and I couldn't help but think that that made perfect sense for her to be disgusted by the machine if nothing else. Not sure if she wanted me to answer that or not, I found myself slowly nodding before offering a small shrug. "I guess gas was cheaper than hay and oats at the time." I don't know if that was really a reason at all for the exchange really but it sounded like a decent argument. She brought her attention to my wound next, saying I should get to a doctor and asked if I could still ride. I managed to pull together any last shred of masculinity I had inside as I nodded. "I think I can manage that." Glancing down at my wound, I scowled for a second. First, I needed to put something on this.

Remembering something medical-related from somewhere (could have been a movie? Or a class in high school that I barely paid attention to) I started taking off my belt. I did chance a glance at the woman. "Don't worry. I promise I'm not getting fresh." I offered a sheepish smile before I pulled my belt through the loops and then wrapped it around my thigh and tightened it down with a grunt of pain. "There, tourniquet made." I mumbled to myself proudly before I pulled my shirt over my head. The air was a little cool on my bare skin but I tried not to think about it as I tore a long piece out of it and started wrapping it around my wound. I clenched my jaw and took short breaths, holding in the pain the best I could as I did it as tightly as I could tolerate. Throwing the rags that was left of my shirt aside, I took a deep breath to ready myself before I pushed myself up with a groan. Stumbling forward, I grasped the handle bars of my bike to steady myself with a gasp of pain before I turned my gaze back to her with a small smile.

"Thank you for helping me with the bike. Definitely couldn't have gotten that off of me by myself. Um...I guess this is good bye..."

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