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

My Own Form Of CHAOS


Posted on June 08, 2014 by Damon
East


She seemed struck speechless by my polite comment about calling her pretty. I'm rewarded with a slight blush to her cheeks before she looks away. I can tell just from our short encounter that she's not the party girl or the flirt. She's nothing like her friends from the sidewalk. She doesn't talk to strangers unless it's for something academic, I'm sure. She moves another strand of hair behind her ear and starts straightening pamphlets that are already straight. I am highly amused by her flustered activity though it seems she can't ignore me entirely. She tells me that she wouldn't think Weres bred to be loyal because they're partly human. I tilt my head before replying.

"Perhaps. But then, can't you breed loyalty into people? Wouldn't you say that something your parents believe in, whether it's a king, a religion, a superstition, would have a higher chance of being your own religion, king, or superstition just because of how you're raised?"

I raise a brow, intrigued to hear her response. I do like witty debates. They're one good way to pass the time. She seems to be thinking about something even after saying her piece, looking at me in a new way. Does she think I'm a Were? The thought is laughable really. I have nothing against them but I would not see hair growing out of my ears any time soon. She nods and smiles at my words, telling me she'll keep me informed and I smile in return.

"I'd like that."

She speaks softly but laughter is evident in her voice and I like the sound of a joyful girl, whether it's her own will or under another's puppeteering strings. She does seem a little more relaxed in my presence but I do notice how she seems to rely on the table between us as if it were an inpentrable barricade. I won't push my luck. I do not mean her harm or ill intentions. She seems a little hesitant to grasp my hand but when she does, a flicker of surprise glows in her eyes like she expected something big to happen. I bow before her and she grins, nodding politely as I offer my good bye. I'm a little reluctant to leave her since I've had such an enlightening conversation with her but I don't want to overdo my stay.

She says it was a pleasure to meet me and I nod back.

"The pleasure was all mine, Isla."

She does seem to genuinely mean her words anyway. I turn my back to her then, ready to let her go but I do keep a careful ear on the loud men, sure that they're trouble, just not sure how much yet. When I hear her voice, I pause. She is quite daring, aiming to answer the man seriously before she exclaims and that's about when I spin around, watching the man overturn her table. She grabs for a book as if it is her lifeline but I don't have time to be amused by this. I rush to her aide even as she tells the man not to touch her. I'm hellbent on that not happening either. I hear her stumble back as I appear between them, grabbing the man's wrist fast. She stays silent behind me throughout the entire encounter and I don't hear her voice until after they've all left. Only when I turn back to her does she start stuttering her own words. I can practically taste her fear and I make sure I've pulled my fangs back in, not wanting to scare her any further.

She looks down at the table and the pamphlets thrown everywhere before looking back up at me. Finally she takes a breath and thanks me and I offer a smile.

"No problem."

I shrug it off. Usually I love to hear someone thank me for a job well done but I don't mind being modest either, especially when all I had to do was scare off some humans. She does ask me to walk her back home and that surprises me. I raise a brow, having not expected it. I listen to her suggestions of distance between us, adding on that she's not into the 'fang thing' as she calls it. I chuckle some under my breath before answering with another bow.

"As you wish."

I smirk in amusement, watching as she turns on her heel to head back home. I glance back down at the table, but seeing as she doesn't seem to want to stay to get it, I shrug it off, telling myself I'll come back after I get her home and collect everything. She might even find it on her porch in the morning. See? I can be nice when I want to be. I move to fall into step beside her though I'm careful to give her the space she asked for. She moves her hair forward and I know she's consciously trying to hide her neck. It is true that I can hear her heart beating and practically feel the blood rushing through her veins. If I were to glance over, I could see it even in her lean arms, but alas, I am trying to be polite so I mostly look ahead. We walk in silence at first which I don't mind but I can't say I'm not happy to hear her voice once more.

I laugh out loud at her question before shaking my head.

"Alas, holy water and bibles do nothing, and neither do crucifixes or garlic. We have few weaknesses. Beheading, a stake to the heart, and sunlight."

I don't know why I'm telling her this but I hope I can expect her not to have a stake or sword hidden on her person. She seems to be just genuinely interested and I do want to show her that I do know some things.


Damon Marcello
My Own Form of Chaos


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