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 25, 2019 by Malia Tate
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She didn't really wish Nadya any harm so she wasn't quite sure why she found humor in the fact the WerePanther had fallen off of Frost but even so, she did. Frost even went on to tell her that he wasn't moving when she fell off. This only made Malia laugh harder. Somehow the idea of a WerePanther falling not so gracefully from the horse's back came to mind. She shook her head. "Well, I'm sure she'll get the hang of it." She said around her snorts of laughter left over. She almost felt bad for laughing at his girlfriend and her own friend but he only rumbled in amusement which had to mean he was okay with it. It's not like she wanted Nadya to hurt herself or anything. She liked Nadya. Frost slowly gained speed as she got comfortable with the pace and over all, she felt that she was getting the hang of it as well.

He didn't say anything when she compared riding to dancing but it made sense to her. He slowed to a walk as they reached the park but she was on high alert, keen sense of smell already picking up on a Dark Hunter in the vicinity. The moment she spotted him, a growl vibrated in her chest and she found herself launching from Frost's back to race after the man, her fingers already curling into claws as she pounced toward him. They rolled until she pinned the man beneath her, an arm across his throat as she leaned over him, fangs chomping in his face. She saw the shadow and knew Frost had caught up to them so she listened for his instructions from here. When the Hunter called her a bitch, Malia's lips curled, her fang glistening in the moonlight.

"Aw, thank you." She said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. Frost said they needed to talk to him and the Hunter said to go to hell. Malia rolled her eyes, her arm pressing closed to his trachea, cutting off a little of his oxygen in displeasure. Frost asked the man if he shot him earlier and the Hunter then said that he didn't remember. Malia growled, knowing he was just being difficult. Frost sighed before telling Malia to make him remember to which she grinned and pushed one hand against the Hunter's chest. Her claws started to dig into his flesh, blood seeping around her fingers. She continued to pin him down with her other arm, pushing it firmly against his trachea to cut off his oxygen some more and let him know just how serious they were. She didn't mind roughing someone up a little to get some answers.



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