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
Beachside Bar & Bistro
Hyde Park
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

Beachside Bar & Bistro

Resting right on the beach near the small, locally owned shops and markets sits a bar and bistro with an elegant yet modern interior. There is seating both indoors and outdoors on the back patio where one can enjoy the melodic sounds of saltwater waves and fresh air. The menu consists of French dishes alongside American and Seafood choices and a wide range of liquors at the bar inside to accommodate the varied tastes and cravings of its customers. It is a charming little establishment that allows for those needing a break from the busy city streets to come and unwind.

Waitress Abigail Hughes
Hostess Malia Tate

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.

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.

BA in Plant Biology Abigail Hughes

darling, i have loved you for a thousand years [WEDDING]


Posted on December 30, 2018 by isolt griffin
South
ISOLT'S DRESS


isolt griffin

I'm more alive than I've ever been



Outward appearances might have betrayed some not-inconsiderable measure of similarity between the ceremony that was about to begin and the one that was destined never to take place. The pristine garden that had been Isolt's favored venue had remained so, much of the decor remained as it had been, arranged in much the same way that it was before save for the addition of the heated pillars spread about for the benefit of their mortal guests. Ornate lanterns held fast to the sprawling network of tree branches, casting their otherworldly candlelight unto the rows of simple yet elegant white chairs below, many of which were now host to the handful of guests finding their places in preparation for the nuptials. One might even hear the chatter of the bridal party from beyond the gently flapping fabric of the very same white tents that had hosted them before, Isolt herself peering into the same full-length mirror that she had before...

And yet it was hardly the same young woman who peered back at her. The goings on of that night and of all the nights that would come in its stead had changed the vampire queen, altered her in a manner that only such a tragedy could. In some ways, it would have been disingenuous to deny it, the time spent beneath the yolk of the New Eden coven had damaged her, tainted her. But, in so many more ways the experience had strengthened her. It was a stronger, wiser, and bolstered Isolt that peered back at her from within the alternate reality of the looking glass.

The rustling of the flaps to her solitary tent accompanied by the soft clearing of a throat divert the youthful vampire's attention, a gentle simper blossoming upon her upturned features as the Were King enters, looking every bit the stoic vision that he had before in the crisp black tuxedo he dones. The love and gratitude that she feels towards this man, for all of his flaws and all of his many virtues, swells within her, cresting the dark horizon in much the same manner as the sunrise that had been one of his greatest gifts to her. For a moment she can do naught but allow the softness of her cerulean eyes to fall upon the captivating emerald of his, for "the right words" (should they exist at all) abandon her. "How do I look," she asks finally, delicate digits perusing the pale blue fabric of the dress that she has chosen before she swivels momentarily in the direction of her vanity.

"I had this made," she cooes, gliding towards her companion before unclasping her outstretched hand to reveal... the sand dollar that he had gifted to her all those years ago, cleaned and polished, dangling from an exquisite white gold chain. "It's been long enough since you gave me this for it to be considered 'something old', right?" The immaculate spread of her brow pinches, the smile upon her cherry lips tentative, as if awaiting his assertion before she turns, sweeping a few stray strands of gossamer fire away so that he may fasten the clasp for her. Isolt lingers in the quietude for a handful of long moments once she turns to regard him once more, reaching up to adjust a tie that was, in truth, already just as it should have been and sweeping the broad plains of his shoulders to swipe at bits of invisible lint. It is only after this, when her hands and her mind have no further trivial tasks to employ them that Isolt moves to embrace this man who had long been one of her dearest, most cherished companions. She holds him for a time, either unable or unwilling to relinquish him back to the world that existed beyond them, beyond the billowing white fabric of this tent. "Thank you... for everything," she whispers at her companion's ear as she finally releases him, placing a soft, wholesome kiss upon his cheek as she does so. "But don't think that my getting married means you can start avoiding me, okay? You're stuck with me... forever." A chuckle warms the air between them, a slender hand outstretched towards Tetradore as if to say... ready when you are.

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