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

living like we're renegades; nadya/open


Posted on August 17, 2015 by Carolina Grace Bedford
East
long live the pioneers
rebels and mutineers

It was too damn bright she thought with a certain kind of venom as her hazel eyes flitted to the sky behind darkly tinted Oakley sunglasses, before looking away suddenly. She wasn't a fan of the day time, simply put there was too much light and at this time of year it was too hot as well. Typically she slept through the day time, more than comfortable curling up on her couch or in her bed beneath a pool of the sun's rays and cat napping. It was for the best, really, seeing as most of the other residents in her shabby apartment complex worked during the day. When they all came filtering home after five or six in the evening the sounds drifting through paper thin walls were almost unbearable to her sensitive ears, and sleep would have been near impossible. Thinking of this made her all the more anxious about being awake at this hour, the hours when more... normal beings hustled and bustled about the streets.

So why was she awake at this ungodly hour? She was tense, the proposal put forth by the distantly intriguing character for Frost swirling almost constantly around her pretty little head. She had never worked for others despite her considerable skill, but this was nothing to sneeze at. Because of it she hadn't been taking her own targets in the dark alleyways or thumping night clubs and that was a problem all of its own. Her pockets were light, both figuratively and literally, but she couldn't focus on her own work until she had solved the problem of Frost's target, and he wasn't someone you aimed to disappoint. There was an underlying coldness to the white haired man, indicative of his name she supposed, and while she would never truly be afraid of him she wasn't eager to make an enemy of him either.

This is why she walked the too crowded streets in the early afternoon, a black t-shirt clinging to the curves over her body complemented by skinny jeans and a pair of converse. Her form swayed as she walked, feline flair coming from her even when not in form as she tried to avoid the multitudes of business men and women and their pointed stares. She did not belong, they all seemed to think though if asked why they probably couldn't have said, it was a natural thing to fear predators. With no true destination in mind she wandered until a unlit neon sign attached to an old brick building caught her eyes. Pausing she took in the sight, letting out an airy laugh followed by, "the cat's meow?" murmured incredulously under her breath.

She knew of the place, a few of the men she... dealt with had mentioned the place, a few eager to take her there, but she was more interested in getting them home to take the time. The irony of the name caused a smile to tug at the corners of her pink lips as she contemplated where her strolling had delivered her. Perhaps she could do with a more legitimate occupation, at least one that would provide her with a bit of extra income until she could get back to her usual line of work, she thought as she pulled open the steel door and stepped within silently.

Gracefully she moved into the lavish interior, though in the middle of the day they had the overhead lights on which greatly diminished the intimate feel that would no doubt come when the sun set. Her hazel eyes danced from the bar to the round tables organized on the main floor, spaced enough to allow someone to move between them easily, and finally landed on the stage at the far end of the room. She was no stranger to dancing, running away as a girl of barely sixteen there were few ways for her to make money, and the realization of her body's worth had preempted the end of her childhood and the beginning of her now calloused exterior. She had never whored herself out, however, never slept with men for money... at least in the sense that they knew they were paying for it. Here it was all about coordinated temptation, the swaying of hips and clothing that revealed only enough to keep the guessing at what else was underneath so they emptied their pockets and left without being able to lay a hand on perfectly tanned skin. Yes this might just do nicely.

Padding silently to the bar she glanced around to see if anyone had heard her enter. Her steps were silent as always so it didn't truly surprise her when no one emerged, especially at three o'clock on a Thursday, not exactly prime time for this establishment. Finally she perched herself atop a bar stool at the end closest to the stage before spotting a bell, like the kind hotels used when no one was at the desk. Her eyes danced with mild amusement as her delicate fingers depressed the plunger quickly allowing one high, wavering tone to fill the acoustic room. Now all she could do was wait and see who arrived from the hidden depths of the establishment, and if no one showed then she could always have a drink she thought with an eye on the unguarded bottles behind the counter.

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