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

still up in the morning, haven't gone to sleep yet


Posted on March 21, 2019 by Marcelo Rumeir
South


The red blonde colored jackal presses those cupped ear forwards towards the horse, golden eyes looking up at him. Strange, after all this time he would suddenly be conversing with an equine, the red gold jackal can look back on his experiences with equine. Marcelo was more accustomed to riding on top of a steed and racing through the fields of his village. He was used to horse drawn carriages, and horses plowing fields. So to be standing here, conversing with one (though it was a man in were form) and looking upon him with golden amber eyes, it was a strange feeling. But still, he stands (as tall as he can) looking to Frost. He is not a proud character, just vain with an awkwardly placed feral, yet some how rugged, smile upon his internally young face.

Maybe the red blonde jackal isn't brave, maybe, maybe he is just stupid. But he isn't thinking this as the horse lowers his head closer to his own level. While his nostrils flare, Marcelo's own black nose twitches in response, gathering the scent of the man. A snort, in response, and Marcelo sneezes in surprise, shaking his head slightly. "Awww, and here I thought I was being original," he says, and no doubt he would have pouted had he been in his human form. As the horse then begins walking, a downright wolffish smile is able to hit that jackal face as he decides to dart underneath the horse and around to the front of him and then scuttling around to the side of him.

Like I said, maybe he isn't brave, maybe he is very, very stupid.

"Oh right behind you," he says, and there is a tone to his voice as if you cannot tell whether he is being sarcastic or not. Marcelo stands off to the side as the horse drinks and for once the jackal is afforded a view of the equine creature they call Frost. It was strange, being here, discussing packs, it had been so very long since he had joined anyone, his immortality certainly keeping him ostracized from most, especially back in the olden days when magic seemed to be more feared than it is now. Or, maybe, everyone was just getting better at hiding all their supernatural secrets. Frost, for his part, is nearly right on the money and Marcelo is, frankly, impressed. Brawn and brain. You are liable to make Marcelo switch teams Mr. Frost. The jackal sits back on his haunches and scratches behind his ear in a dog like fashion before shaking, the behavior so casual for someone who he has only just met. Perhaps he should be more on guard, but what was Frost going to do? Kill him? Never say never Marcelo.

The horse speaks again and Marcelo considers his Frost's words carefully. Marcelo then stands on all four feet before leaning backwards, keeping those front paws out, as if he were an old man (which, he is) stretching out his neck muscles. "It has been a long time since I was part of a pack, Frost," he says. "A were needs a pack," he says and it is true. As much of a lone wold as Marcelo was, he cannot deny the call to join others like himself. "I want to see what Sacrosanct has to offer, since I don't plan on leaving any time soon," and he flashes those pearly white teeth in a sort of wolfish grin once more. "It also has been sometime since I have gotten to use my skills." Just what those skills are would be seen in time, but Marcelo wasn't one to put out on the first date. Wait. Put out on the first date: yes. Reveal his secrets to an alpha at the first meeting: no. There we go, got that sorted out now.

"I have run about the forests here in the South," Marcelo says, and it as true, his animal side enjoyed hunting through the trees. Tiny cupped ears twitch atop his head as the jackal stares up at Frost with golden amber eyes. "The information you have given has been useful," Marcelo acknowledges, but he has more to say it seems. (When does he not?) "But what I want to know, Frost, is what exactly you would look for in a pack member?" Teeth bare into a cheeky grin. "And what it would take to possibly join?"

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Marcelo Lucas Rumeir
image by Vincent van Zalinge

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