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

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Posted on August 26, 2015 by AIDEN TETRADORE
East
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Despite the supernatural creature's decidedly lack of need for basic medical first aid, the were creature had some general understanding how to assist in healing with the wounds of others. There had been but few times in which his supernatural abilities had failed his body though when such times occurred it was entirely left up to him to piece back together his feline physique - his mistress entirely content to simply sit and watch with a smug simper painted upon her all too callous lips. It was such rather meager knowledge that Tetradore depended on to ensure the healing of the fae creature seated in front of him, watching in the same stoic muteness as she flinched from her attempts to patch up her iron burnt arm. His sibling, he knew, would be able alleviate her pain but he sincerely doubted the probability of either girls speaking to each other on the matter. He was contemplating discussing the security of the Cat's Meow with his sibling the moment that her hand reached out to brush against the top of his head, causing the large feline to quite nearly freeze in place.

It was borderline insult for a were of any kind to be treated in the same fashion of a domesticated animal. They were wild beasts at heart, the other side of them entirely far too mortal to simply accept such degrading actions and yet, for so long such behavior was a norm enough for Tetradore that he was used to the feeling of fingertips upon his large, square cranium. Despite this familiarity, the gesture reminded him far too much of the vampire whom had once run her long fingernails through his short fur, causing the edges of the hair on his neck to stand up despite his largely silent and statuesque demeanor. It was only when her hand left his head that the feline was able to relax once again, his body rising on all fours to shake out his once tense for, entirely ignoring the way that the action pulsed a measure of pain throughout his feline figure. After a few moments of careful preening, Tetradore found himself again settled comfortably within his spot, his emerald green eyes intent upon the figure of the woman.

His ears rose to tall towers upon his head, listening to the story she weaved about her transition from human to fae. He could only imagine the difficulty she endured going from one species to another. Being removed from his own family so long he could tell first hand the hardships that came with being dragged kicking and screaming for the comfort of a world he had gotten used to. Still - becoming an undead thing...was another matter entirely. He watched as the woman slowly poured the dark translucent substance into a bowl, placing it down in front of him. Slowly, he leaned down, his nose twitching as he sniffed the liquid. The male was both entirely curious of this tea just as he too was equally as suspicious of whatever taste might assault his senses. Slowly, his long pink tongue reached out to lap the liquid, coiling back from the heat as a nearly thoughtfully confused glance crossed his feline face. Tea, apparently, was not the man's forte.

Tetradore glanced upwards from his genteel nudging of the bowl, momentarily content to watch the liquid slosh around the rim of the dish. The sound of his name still left the man somewhat taken back and yet, he hardly offered her any sign that he either understood or agreed with her efforts to involve him beyond the hard stare of those intelligent green eyes. It was the only gesture he provided her before snorting at her tea, ignoring the bowl's presence entirely to lay upon the cool hard wood of her floors.

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