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.

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Posted on January 11, 2018 by SEBASTIAN ELLINGTON
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Sebastian Ellington

Crowned Consort of Italy


There was a certain level of amiableness about the young girl tonight that simply tended to be wholly absent. Those shadows and that childish temper were all but chased away by that simple correction, his maker equally easy to admit her defeat in that game of strategy and skill they had so embarked on. All of this felt too...good to be true. It was as if Sebastian was merely left waiting for the other shoe to drop. His eyebrows furrowed, baffled by his own feelings and by her as she inquired of just who would be attending. That inquiry alone was certainly a difficult one to answer, the sheer number was almost overwhelming and yet, the vampire tried at the very least. "A great many people...ambassadors, presidents, royalty, representatives of various countries...some of our friends...some of my business partners." It was a vague answer to her question and yet, he doubted sincerely she would know the names of any of those attendees and, as a result, he hardly bothered with that extensive list. At the very least, perhaps it would make her consider the true size of that event before she was present.
It was that question of food that drew his thoughts from those internal considerations only for the man to nodd ever so slightly. "There will be food for you and I, but you must not kill them...you have to be gentle, Anna-Marie. They are our staff." In truth, it was that very concern for feeding his kind that had prompted himself and Dorian to choose to invite very few of his own species to that event, much less that near territorial part of the Englishman that so seemed to arise when his kind stepped into his own perceived space. He hardly expected the way Anna-Marie so quickly rose, inquiring of both that dress and that phone. His blue eyes briefly turned towards that watch upon his wrist and yet, perhaps this was a good way to get Anna-Marie out of the house before Dorian or Charles returned home with that over excited puppy in tow. "All right. We'll see what places are still opened." He promised, allowing her hand to embrace his own. He was, at least, willing to let her lead the way, the man altogether hopefully that that hour would prompt the public at large to leave the increasingly recognizable Englishman to himself. "Where would you like to go first?" He inquired the moment they stepped from that house, those blue eyes quizzically watching her in those moments.

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