Sacrosanct contains four distinct neighborhoods, each with their own specific kind of houses and residents. Explore our districts, view lists of our citizens and enjoy our block parties!

What You'll Find Here

Anacosta Heights
Dupont Circle
Hawethorn Village
River Dale

Anacosta Heights

Situated above the daily life of the city, Anacosta Heights is a tucked away suburb featuring extravagant neo-gothic inspired mansions. The inhabitants of this neighborhood often show their overwhelming wealth with sports cars lining their long, circular driveways, large pools, and manicured gardens. The homeowners of Anacosta Heights treasure their privacy as seen by the high iron gates to the security personnel present at every entrance.

Dupont Circle

Dupont Circle is a small suburban neighborhood settled within the serene portion of the southern portion of town. These four-bedroom, single-family homes feature back yards, porches, garages, and far more breathing space then the Village offers. This neighborhood often is more family orientated and even has organized events for children and the neighborhood as a whole.

Hawethorn Village

Settled in the middle of downtown, Hawthorn Village consists of several victorian inspired row houses just off the main street. Due to it's convenience to just about everything, the village can be a tad expensive to live within. However, the residents of this neighborhood often have two to three-story townhouses, often with a one to two-car garage. Many of the houses feature bay windows and/or rooftop terraces with a small fenced-in 'yard'.

River Dale

River Dale primarily consists of apartments that, despite their age and industrial appearing interior, still hold to the Victorian history that permeates the town. These apartments are often the cheapest option and sport scuffed, older wooden floors, open floor plans, visible beams, and the occasional brick wall.

from the ice inside your soul


Posted on August 06, 2014 by Felicity Stryker
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The longer in his presence the warmth was more well suited, despite her discomfort at its edges. She had to be guarded to some degree, knowing many a member of her family to have died at the hands of fellow weres. Not that it was really an issue on their numbers in the first place, not unlike their animalistic counterparts the male to females kept the flow of offspring high and always multiplied their numbers. She hadn't been so keen to being one among a few wives oddly enough, ideally she wanted whatever her romance would be in time to be intimate and between only two people. His statements, that she was alone, that others he had crossed such as this so called 'birdie' were also alone, so to her it wasn't something that was seen as unusual. She contemplated it all standing there in defense, only letting it fall a hair as he shifts and strikes himself as something less imposing, something more child-like than before. He gives assurance as he traces his tail, fingers toying with his unique appendage which might have placed too much passiveness to the atmosphere. If he wouldn't eat her then, giving a statement was well enough, if she had chosen to show him however she couldn't be sure she wasn't signing her own death note. A bite or something non-taxing was never an issue for her, never would be, capable of healing quickly; more mortal wounds she couldn't be sure she would be able to come back from that. She drops her hand back, reaching and placing the keys back where they came from before interlacing her fingers.

"So long as you won't hurt me...I am a deer Tobi."

She states it slowly, almost unsure if it was the bold choice but one all the same. Would he react was a different question but the door was still there and lucky for her the exit was quite direct, shifting would give her a distance between them in no time flat, her studies having told her that leopards aren't known for their speed but rather for their stealth and power. Of course she might have been wrong about this particular leopard, he might have been an anomaly in their kind. He presents something different a few moments later, a game, if she would like to play and she visually questions it, fingers pulling away from each other before tugging at her shorts and adjusting her shirt. She finishes as she reaches up and pulls down her hair out of its ponytail, the weight of her slightly curled dark lengths streaming down her back, shaking her head to allow it to spread across her shoulders as well. If she wasn't going to do any more setting in her place right then she wanted to get comfortable, stooping in place across from him to seat herself upon the floor.

"What sort of game? I wouldn't mind a little game right now."

She smiles then, honesty behind the response, only wondering what one such as himself liked to do to play.



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