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.

Owner Adelaide Labelle

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

In dreams you can trust, we're such a long time dust.


Posted on April 16, 2019 by CLEOPATRA
South

Word, as it would seem travels fast. News of that epic enormous serpent creature had reached her ears, whispered into her ear by Charmion. Her words were true, as they always were. One of her most trusted allies that transcended the centuries along with Iras herself. They had offered her their undying servitude when she was still human and would willingly give their lives to the Egyptian queen. Even with no kingdom to rule they still treated her as such. They were once within her inner circle and in time, they became so much more than that. She trusted them with her own life and they did in turn. They were like family, cherished and yet they still served her like day they she assigned them to her service.

Sightings of that monstrous creatures were spotty at best, but tonight she had had received word of that beast taking to the southern part of town. It was terribly unsurprising that that massive beast would seek solace in the unpopulated area, wanting to find a place to hide. Its reputation growing as large as its rumored self and garnering too much attention, surely, hunters would be quick on its tail. A creature like that should not be at the end of the blade of a hunter. Or worse. She could have been too late and yet she could hardly allow the creature to suffer if she could help it, if only to gaze upon such a magnificent creature. How rare such a massive beast could be, she wished to see if the rumors were true, if perhaps she could gaze her dark honeyed eyes could befall a god. Of course, she truly doubted it.

Tracking the massive snake was not difficult to track, its path evident within the grass flattened beneath its impressive bulk. How she loathed having to descend to the damp darkness of a storm drain, the woman hardly wearing the right attire of delving into a drain of all things. It was moments like this that she missed the desert. She followed the impressions that only a large monstrous snake could create. She would hardly call it a monster, no, for all she knew it could have been Apep

She would use her powers to sense the creature, its pull was already felt, stronger with every step she took toward the snake creature. It was suddenly a glow seemed to light up that narrow, corridor. Someone else was there. She moves with haste, cursing the dampness and uneven ground. Such ugly harsh conditions within the dank, wet chambers she had to delve within amongst the sewer rats and filthy surroundings. The smell of it assaults her nostrils, the air felt moist and dirty.

Cleopatra was unsure if someone had already beaten her here or if she was not alone. It hardly stops her from delving deep into the dank dark pits, ready to deal with what may. Perhaps Iras was right with all her worry and she should have not ventured in the dark alone and yet, she wasn't quite alone, no she never was. Encasing her exposed wrist was a deadly black desert cobra that wrapped around her right forearm, and a juvenile that curled around her ankle beneath a billowing dress that tapered in at the waist. The snakes look more like decoration, an embellishment to her smooth satin like flesh. But truly, they were more akin to weapons with that potent poison that lingered just at the point of their fangs. She looked harmless, but with her snakes and a few tricks that were hidden across her bodice. One could hardly tell of the poisoned Egyptian dagger masterfully concealed within the folds of her dress.

The fae near froze in her own tracks at the sight that lay before her. A gasp gracing her lips.

A man, glowing with the radiance of Ra himself, with a blade poised at a magnificent snake that towers over him, exposing its exposed underbelly, she suspected not for long. Sadly the serpent wasn't a god, but the hunter.. he was something. The exotic fae was well aware with how quickly a snake could strike, especially how agitated it was, its hood flaring a remarkable red hue. This epic scene was unlike anything she had seen in her long life. It was clear that the duo would engage in combat in a matter of moments and if she didn't intervene. The Egyptian queen could have reveled in the sheer beauty of that snake, whose venom dripped ominously to the slick floor below. She remains a healthy distance away at first.

"Stop." Her sharply uttered word snapped like a decree that echoes upon the very walls of that dark sewer. "Lower your weapon. There is no need for violence tonight." She spoke like a queen, commanding and self-assured like she had every right to command that hunter. Her own affinity reaches out toward that snake, those tendrils of power act like a gentle sedative just before it was about to strike. "He will not harm you. I have seen to it." It was spoken like an afterthought, her slender hand waving through the humid air as though she expected the hunter to simply obey her command.

The juvenile snake seamlessly slid from her ankle, gliding soundlessly toward and onto hunter its dark body blending within the ground, ready to move up his pant leg, ready to strike at her ruler's command. Call it an insurance plan if you will. Hunters were an unpredictable lot, she had seen many that were keen on pulling their triggers as quickly as they lost their tempers. One could not be too safe and Cleo's a woman who clung to strategy even in time of uncertainty, especially if his blade would suddenly find itself pointed toward her. That sword of his was decidedly, old school. The more modern hunters were quick to use their guns.

She would be ready and should that snake's venom fail to subdue him, she could employ the use of that massive snake, surely one lone dark hunter would hardly pose much of a threat to disable should it come to that. Yet that glow that clings to his form is near blinding, as he seems to pulse with power, what exactly that was yet to be seen. Perhaps a glorified beacon to illuminate the darkness, not that anyone would want to see such a dreadful place. It reflects on to her illuminating her golden features in a way that does justice to the radiance of the ancient queen. "Magnificent." She uttered those words with distinct awe, although it was impossible to tell who she was referring to, the titan snake or the blazing man, or perhaps it was a combination of both. The exotic fae closes that distance, confident and yet those dark intelligent eyes not daring to leave the hunter, after all, he was the biggest threat to her here. The seemingly frozen titan watched her and only her as her powers bound herself to the creature, the only movement was that slithering forked tongue darting out between its scaled lips. Waiting and placid.

"Surely you would not attack a creature unable to defend itself. A true man would not strike an unarmed creature such as this one... That would be the act of a coward. Where I am from, a creature like this would be worshiped not hunted." She states a matter of fact and yet those words twist and churn, chiding and yet reasoning, entirely assured she could handle one little dark hunter. She raises her hand in the air and slowly that snake seems to lower its massive head so that it brushes against her raised palm in an almost affectionate matter. She could feel its iron will, strong as a dragon fight against her gentle sway. A subtle but brief frown tarnishing her once smooth feminine features as she whispers something Egyptian to the serpent, rolling easily from her tongue. She had no interest to fully control the snake to be a mindless creature, but she used her power as a temporary control in attempts to sooth that coiled rage that dwelled inside that creature. She would hardly be willing to allow her people to be put at risk by such a volatile creature, but should it be reasoned with she was confident she could save him. That snake soon descends toward the ground an expression mirroring Cleopatra's own inquisitiveness, its massive head hovering just above her exposed shoulder as she shifts to face and rest her eyes upon the man before her. "Tell me... what kind of man are you?" Spoken like a true monarch.

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