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

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Posted on April 11, 2019 by Rixon Leifsson
South

we built this city on broken glass



The little....dog, was a curious creature. The very kind of smiled to readily, grinned to widely and as far as Frost was concerned seemed entirely to happy about life altogether. Either the fellow was a damned fool- or he was cunning. Frost inclined to believe the later and yet he said little of it for now. Cunning creatures had their uses, after all, Frost not yet willing to dismiss someone with a potential use and yet for how long he could stand this blatantly overt cheeriness remained to be seen. Those heavy, feathered hooves shifted upon the earth to readily se the towering draft horse turn away from the jackal now and begin to head down that earthen track that led away from the stables and towards those water troughs. That near gruff enquiry as to whether to the little creature was following was met with a near sarcastic response. Frost, for now, choosing to pay it little heed as Marcello darted beneath his long limbs and to his side. Hmm. Brave creature.

It hardly takes long to reach that water the stallion desires, that white gold pelt near aglow in the light of that moon as his head lower. Copious amounts of this white mane and forelock fall readily forward with that gesture to dip into the water in turn. That golden medallion that hung from that chain abou his neck clanking agianst the side of the trough as he drank. One snowy-touched ear rotated upon his head as Marcello spoke once more. A singular violet eye rolling to peer between those thickened locks to eye the creature as he proceeded to stretch. The red gold of the animals pelt an unusual tone and yet, Frost supposed, it was rare to see such an animal at all, especially for himself. Jackals, after all, rarely traversed into Iceland or even this very city. At least, not outside of those within the zoo. The other man something of an anomaly and yet, as always, Frost appears distinctly apathetic to his companions very existence. Emotion, outside of irritability, apathy or disgruntlement decidedly rare for the war horse. Indeed, outside of his own pack, Frost found distinctly little about the world to be worth his time at all. The world existed only to ruin those within it, in one way or another, of that he was certain.

His muzzle lifted from that water as Marcello insisted it had been some time since he had joined a pack and that a Were surely needed one. Frost, for his part, remained simply content to continue to stare near expectantly at the little Jackal. The stallion so clearly anticipating a further explanation despite his own lack of speech. His viole gaze unwavering from the other man now as Marcello continued. The man evidently looking to settle more.....permanently in the city. His little lips tugged upward then. That grin Frost was presented with almost roguish as each of those little teeth flashed. Again with the happiness. Marcello near reminding him of Abigail and Claire in that moment with his excitement for the world Frost himself had long ago lost near all faith in. Still, he supposed, he could hardly deny such energy was useful. The jackal's obviously quick mind equally so. How well that jackal played the joker and yet how certain Frost was he was anything but. The fellow not to be underestimated in the least. Marcello affording him some vague mention of certain 'skills'.

"And what skills would those be?"

One eye lifted just so. Frost hardly expecting an answer so much as he near anticipated some further effort by the Jackal to merely elude to what he could do rather then offer it outrightly. The stallion not inclined to blame the man for that either and yet- they would see. That information Frost offered in return in regards to those other packs was hardly secretive in any sense. Nothing more then the sort of information that could be gleaned from asking about the West of watching that pack themselves and yet each word was decidedly true in every sense. The golden eyes of that other man shifted upward toward him then, Marcello asking after what he looked for in a pack member and what it took to join. That very query prompting a soft exhale from the stallion as his tail flicked up to lash at his sides. That was easy enough to answer. On that Frost had never once wavered. Those smooth, cool lyrics parting his lips then.

"You have to be useful to me. If you have no use then I have no use or time for you. Those in my pack are in it because the possess talents or qualities that impress me, that make them worth my time and my protection. That make them valuable to the pack at large."

Frost paused then, allowing the other Were that chance to process that very information. His violet gaze lingered upon the other man then as he shifted his weight to three legs in that near casual lean. That faintest of simpers tugging but briefly upon his own lips the. Frost eyeing the man curiously now.

"If you believe you can impress me then go ahead and show me."






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