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

watch a hater hate me, wanna play me like a piano


Posted on February 17, 2019 by Marcelo Rumeir
South




The earthen eyed boy exists to be hated, separated by the world by a fictions notion that he is here to save it just by being alive, so narcissistic he cannot see anyone past his image of himself. A creature of thought and inaction. The were with hair of dusted gold through perhaps he was some gift bestowed upon them, after all, who else could boast that they could live forever? Even hunters and vampires could manage to meet their untimely end, as Marcelo has seen before.

He likes her giggle, it is pleasant without being annoying, a task not so easily won at times with the fairer sex. And she smiles back, returning his own pearly white grin of sorts. He laughs a jackal's laugh in response to her question. "Silly, handsome, sexy, it is all the same to me," he says in jest. "But I mostly get called Marcelo," he adds, though really, any of the names listed above would of course work just fine for the were creature. He was not a picky creature, truly when it came to attention. Any attention, was good attention. Marcelo lived for the spotlight, especially when the spotlight was handled by delicate, female hands. "Don't cover up those adorable ears," he says as she reaches up. "Be proud of your species, it is humans who should be ashamed. No gifts. How boring," he says with a roll of his golden eyes. "I have met plenty of fae, despite their rarity, though I tend to run into a great deal many more dark hunters and vampires, but I always have a soft spot for faes," he says with another pearly white grin. And it was true, though fae were rare, they tended to leave a lasting impression on the jackal, typically they were much more full of life and eager and excited than the rageful and killer dark hunters, of the gloom and doom vampires. And we all know Marcelo would rather be where the party is at.

How he loved that adorable shade of pink she showed. Marcelo was a sucker for the girls who tended to be shyer and naive. She freezes, staring at him like a deer in the headlights, and Marcelo finds the whole thing absolutely darling! He laughs in response, entirely unsure how to respond to her statement about his muscles biting, but amused none the less. "Probably for the best, I wouldn't want you falling in love with me or anything," he says with a wink of one of those dark mocha eyes.

"Not weird at all," he reassures her, after all, it wasn't like he was growing any more either, but unlike Iliana, Marcelo was still hungry. All. The. Time. "I will tell you a secret," he says leaning closer. "I am not growing anymore either," and another toothy grin reminiscent of his were form finds that handsome face. He makes a face at her then sticking his tongue out. "I hate mushrooms," he says. "But to each their own," he says raising his hands in front of him, as if waving off her like for mushrooms. Her silly new friend. Well, Marcelo certainly loved the sound of that now didn't he? "Oh I promise with all my heart, my fair lady," he says taking his finger and crossing over his heart in the universal sign of promise keeping.

He laughs at her excitement. It was infectious. She was such a humble creature and Marcelo found it rather endearing. He reaches out that hand once more and delicately brushes it from her shoulder and down her arm before taking that hand up to his face into a thinking posture. "Hmmm I sense you blood is something great, something mystical and magical," he says with that same boyish charm. "I especially like it when I see it rush to your cheeks," he says, hoping perhaps he can cause the same flush to appear once more.

"As much as I would love to walk around like this, it makes the other guys jealous," he says with another wink of those earthen eyes. He shakes her hand in response when she accepts his invitation to dinner. "Well aren't I the luckiest guy in all of Sancrosanct this evening," he says with a beaming smile. "I have some clothes stashed around here, some where," he says. After winding up in the park almost naked one too many times, he decided perhaps he ought to start keeping some spar clothes out here. He walks a few paces to a hollowed out tree and reaches inside. "Right tree on the first try, that never happens," he says gleefully before sliding a light grey long sleeved shirt over his head and a pair of maroon skinny jeans on shortly after and slipping his feet into a pair of black and white vans. "How do I look?" He asks turning to Iliana and holding out his hands. Of course, Marcelo would say he look absolutely handsome. "Shall we head to dinner? I know just the place." Confident as always.
Marcelo Lucas Rumeir
image by Vincent van Zalinge

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