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.

something wicked this way comes


Posted on July 28, 2022 by serafina dubois
Residences


A pathetic little mew at her side drew the witch's gray irises from the seemingly innocent bowl in front of her. A warm smile crossed her features as she reached out one manicured hand, gingerly ruffling the fur of the exotic feline's head. "Hey you." Serafina murmured softly to the cat in a tender glimpse of affection that her 'familiar' alone managed to coax from her. A soft sigh left her lips as her gaze turned slowly back towards the water filled bowl, a large tome open beside it. This...was not working. Maybe her water affinity didn't extend to seeing the other planes of existence like she had hopped. A small frown pulled at the corner of her sweet heart lips, Serafina only just considering giving up her late night workings when a pounding in the front of her store drew the weight of her gaze. The man's voice was muffled, whoever it was, Serafina only barely able to make out what was surely cursing. Her brow furrowed as she turned from her bowl, the Sand Cat beside her hissing in clear discontent at the interruption to their once tranquil peace.

"Go see who it is." She commanded what was seemingly thin air - the specter reclining on the chair in the corner rose with a grumbling only the witch could hear, his steps swift as he closed the distance between the back shop and the front door. For a moment, the man in his intangible figure stood in front of the shop, simply watching the desperate banging on the glass before, impassively, the ghost turned to report back to his mistress. "It's a Were. He's carrying a Warlock. They've never been here before." The man paused, only to add in an afterthought. "The warlock is straddling the boundary." How seemingly cryptic those words were and yet, to Serafina, they made perfect sense, her brow arching with renewed interest. "Hm..." She muttered softly before a soft sigh left her lips. "All right, all right. I'm coming!" Her voice rose in volume, finally letting the man at the front of her shop hear her as the young witch made her way through the door of her workshop and around the corner to the locked glass door. Her fingers moved swiftly to turn the deadbolt, only to pull the door open. She paused on the threshold, her hand placed upon her hip as she stared down at the man on the floor at her feet. "You better have a good reason for bringing me someone nearly dead. My services don't come cheap." The witch commented, her stormy eyes rising towards the blonde who had previously been pounding on her door. "Well you might as well bring him in and tell me what happened." Whether or not she could help, much less wanted to still remained to be seen and yet...Serafina could always be coaxed if the price was right.

serafina dubois


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