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

let's let the stars watch, let them stare


Posted on June 11, 2019 by isolt griffin
South

isolt griffin

I'm more alive than I've ever been


He need not utter a single word for her to know the thought that careened so brazenly across the breadth of his smoldering gaze as he looked upon her, the subtle insistence in his grasp as his hand coiled about her own and his lips brushed their affectionate caress against her supple skin. He need not say it because she felt it too. The evening had been far grander and more whimsical than even Isolt had dared to imagine, so many moments plucking delicately at the strings of utter perfection that it very nearly seemed to be a dream. A wonderful, wholesome dream that she had been elated to share with every individual who had found it within themselves to attend...

Now, however, the redheaded woman found herself yearning solely for the company of her lover. As the evening waned Isolt found that she desired little else than to be alone with her husband so that they might relish the evening and the solidity of their union. And so as his hand clasped hers she simply waved to their guests, a cordial smile speaking the words that she did not. Hardly does she make a sound as Damon sweeps her from her feet, instead inclining her head to lean against his shoulder as a soft chuckle is offered in response to his persistent urge to spoil her in whatever manner captured his fancy. Therefore it is hardly a surprise when their 'carriage' for the evening glides to a stop before them.

Isolt nestles into the leather embrace of the automobile, finding the plushness of it quite agreeable to her markedly swollen frame. She relaxes readily into the leather, though as she turns to her husband her eyes narrow with obvious suspicion. He was being purposely distant, averting his eyes from her own in a manner that spoke impeccably of his latent intent. The vampire queen makes as if to playfully chide him, but barely do the words grace her tongue than he turns to her, focusing instead upon the near-perfect sphere of her belly. Her eyes roll dramatically as she throws her head back, the quarrel over the baby's gender having proven a matter of hotly-contested debate the last few weeks. Isolt found herself determined that the child was a girl, Damon merely determined to prod her at every offered opportunity.

"That's why I chose them, because I knew they wouldn't be swayed by your charms," she quipped merrily, though her gaze and her tone softens as he leans in to speak to their unborn child. She adored him ever more in these moments, were such a thing truly possible, when she might be privvy to a glimpse of what he would be like as a father. It was a facet of him she had never before been privileged to behold, his stoicism and bravado a notably thick veneer that had, until recently, served to keep hidden this more tender part of him. Isolt's hand glides gently through his hair, wholly content to simply watch the charming, albeit currently one-sided, exchange for as long as he might allow. That was, until the baby sought to make itself known, squirming about before issuing a not-unimpressive kick that drew the slightest of jolts from Isolt. "She likes the sound of your voice," Isolt whispers as she grasps his hand to bring it gently to press against the curve of her stomach so that he might feel the series of fluttering kicks from within.

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