South

The southern part of the city has a chic family-oriented sort of charm to it. Here, small locally owned shops run rampant, neighbors often know each other by name, and the monthly socials are an event not to be missed. In the South, children can often be seen safely playing in the park or on sidewalks and in the weekends, families often take to the beach to enjoy the warm waters surrounding the city.

What You'll Find Here

Ascension Center of Equitation
Hyde Park
Point Defiance Zoo and Aquarium
The Outskirts
The University of Sacrosanct

Ascension Center of Equitation

The Ascension Center of Equitation is the epicenter of the Dark Hunter Cavalry Unit. Originally a high-class facility for show-jumping, Ascension now caters entirely to the Cavalry Unit. Here the Dark Hunters learn how to ride and fight upon the backs of horses - many of which are Were's themselves.
Home of: The Cavalry

Hyde Park

Hyde Place takes up a large part of the Southern side of the city and includes a large playground, several fountains, and a small garden. The park is open from five in the morning till midnight though many shady characters may visit this place while it's technically "closed". The park has also been a venue for several concerts and hosts many holiday-related events. Under a full moon, witches are often seen here for the sacred ground beneath the iconic Weeping Beech.

Point Defiance Zoo and Aquarium

The Point Defiance Zoo & Aquarium (PDZA) is an award-winning combined zoo and aquarium located within the Southern Part of Sacrosanct. Situated on 92 acres in Sacrosanct's Hyde Park, the zoo and aquarium are home to over 9,000 specimens representing 367 animal species. Point Defiance is also widely known for its conversation efforts regarding the breed and release program of Red Wolves.

The Outskirts

Beyond the city limits and over the bridge lies the deep, dark, and almost impenetrable forest. Often seen as a way to guard this magical city against the world that surrounds it, many are entirely ignorant of the evil that may creep between those tree trunks. Many were-creatures use the forest for the transformations of their newest members and some even take to hunting here. It isn't particularly peculiar for people to go missing within this forest but once you get through, the rest of the world awaits.

The University of Sacrosanct

The University of Sacrosanct offers some of the top programs in the nation with its outstanding campus and specialized faculty. The University places a high focus both upon educating future generations but also on research to help revolutionize the world. The University welcomes the talent of students across the world to enroll and unlock their unlimited potential. With applications from across the nation, classes fill up quickly.

PhD in Plant Biology Abigail Hughes

LET THE DARKNESS TAKE YOU


Posted on April 11, 2017 by REGAN IZUMI
South

When you look into an abyss, the abyss looks into you
There is a darkness in Regan. One that cannot be explained with words. There's no name for it, just this part of her that is empty. As if the puzzle that would make up her being is just missing a piece. A piece so vital -- so bright, that without it, the puzzle just doesn't...look right. It's incomplete in the worst possible way. Like a candle in the darkest corner of the room that yields no light. A broken promise -- a reflection of what might have been.

It's late and the night has brought forth its premonitions of a late spring. The breeze, cool and crisp, winding about her in the shadows. It lifts the thickness of her hair from the nape of her neck, sending the long tendrils billowing around her. With a sigh of release, Regan sheds her clothes, lingering for but a moment as the shift takes hold. The darkness parts around her, the echoes of crunching bone, snapping sinew and the scent of magic lingering in her wake.

The large tiger moves silently, making sure to keep out of sight. Avoiding not just those who should fear her, but also any of the 'other' creatures that might go bump in the night. The forest calls to her. It's silence leeching into the surrounding air. She longs for it. That quiet that city life holds no part of. She's been too long in the crowds, too long surrounding by the endless nattering of nothingness. Their stench clinging to her even now. Regan needs to get away for awhile and that is precisely what she intends to do.

She slips into the shade of the trees, listening to nature's cacophony as the breeze played through the leaves. A quiet purr slips into her throat, a gentle rumble. Regan wanders forward, meandering as cats do. Simply getting lost in the feel of nature and the sense of freedom it provides. Regan follows the sound of water to a small stream. There, she lowers her head and drinks, ears twitching and extra sense on alert for anyone who might be there. After she's had her fill, the ebony feline strolls into the current, allowing the fresh water to flow endlessly over her dark skin. Her tail lashing playfully as she splashes and charges invisible foes. It had been too long since the feline side of her had been allowed to let loose. Sadly, and to Regan's chagrin, it showed.

While the tigress is indulging herself, the scent of blood drifts across her senses. Immediately, Regan goes still. She exits the stream with silent ease and stalks in the direction of the scent. The smell of blood grows stronger and a tinge of something familiar whispers. Her viking? It didn't smell exactly like him but then again her viking does like to bathe in the blood of his enemies. Mentally smiling, Regan prowls closer until she spots the large male lion. With a practiced ease that is enviable, she pounces on the large beast and rolls off his shoulder. She twists mid-air and lands facing him, tail lashing, amethyst eyes glowing. Something's not right.

Regan sniffs again and the scent of her viking is too faint. This is not him. But then, who could it be? She snarls, top lip peeling back to expose gleaming ivory fangs. "What have you done to my viking?" The underlying menace in her voice cannot be denied. The tigress stalks closer, muscles rolling beneath pure ebony skin. Better answer her truthfully and soon...else you might find yourself silenced. Forever. Regan doesn't suffer fools lightly.



"Thinks like this"



Regan

Valar Morghulis


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