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

The World is Not Enough [Open]


Posted on April 26, 2018 by Tarquin Macintosh
South Reopen Thread








Glistening aquamarine and chartreuse marbled in a watercolor portrait of glowing brilliance. It changed by the minute, deepening the vibrato of color as it ebbed and flowed across the horizon... yet was it the sky or the ocean itself that bore the brushstrokes of glorious pigment... it was hard to truly tell where one breathtaking beauty ended and the other began. The air was brisk, tinged with twilight it at refuted the dawn on the breaths of circling gulls that bleated their harrowing calls. The briny gale whispered of the rolling waves as It curled across the landscape not so unlike the sea serpents that surely coiled somewhere beyond this breakwater, into the depths of the indigo deep.

Daybreak, it was nearly as beautiful as the dusk. Almost.

Dusk belonged to him, he claimed it for his own... outstretched arms ready to cradle that sterling pregnant moon as it hung upon transparent twine waiting for him. It had been nearly dusk when he had made it to this small stretch of sandy beach, long after dwellers of the day had retreated to their homes, chased away by the bleeding sun as the seas consumed it. He lay outstretched in the moist golden sand. it wasn't the white granules of Destin... or the pink crystals of Harbour Island... but they suckled his body against them nonetheless, digging a deeper trench with each drawing of the waves. His legs easily succumbed to the tide, seafoam and bubbles crashing up over his bare feet and glistened across his toes as it drew back again. But the ocean would die slowly around the hems of his blue jean shorts and never quite reach the pale skin of his contoured chest, allowing his head to rest comfortably on the small mound of sand that would be his pillow.

He recalled how uneventful the flight from Denmark had been, save for the two delays and nearly a layover. But he had arrived in this place that smelt of freedom and sin and wondered what adventures might be had. He had sold off the beach house in Belize, he was done with that pace for more than one damn good reason. His face almost grimaced at the thought, but his jaw slacked again as he took a deep breath and stretched with a small groan. He had run the beach through the twilight hours, clad in his far more natural state. Wolven paws digging deep into the ground that fell away beneath him. The wolf within clawed to get out even now, tortured beneath the flesh of human dignity. But there were things to be done... a place to stay at least temporarily for sure, where his belongings could be shipped, and he could settle into this place as much as he would allow himself. He remained skeptical but that never stopped him crashing through the doors with his usual reckless abandon...

And food. Damn did he need something to eat.







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