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 just a rat in a cage


Posted on August 02, 2019 by Marcelo Rumeir
South




There were very few things Marcelo loved more than himself.

Marcelo cocks a brow-his chagrin is palpable.

He oozes a certain amount of self confidence. "You taught them differently? sounds like an alpha move to me," he says. Was this girl an alpha? Marcelo's time with the were coyote pack had been interesting. They were all about tradition, kicking him out once they realized he wasn't aging, claiming it to be the work of witchcraft, which they weren't entirely wrong about. But they had near silent, relying on visual cues to speak to one another, living mostly in their animal form. Though, the time with them had been just what he had needed to clear his head. Bad breakups will do that to you.

Actual coyotes, now he simply couldn't imagine that. Why would a were willingly live with a bunch of animals? The conversations could not have been very stimulating he was assuming. "Wow, so recently moved out then," he admires. It had been some time since Marcelo had lived with an actual family, though there was still some vampires he knew that welcomed him into their whenever he got the chance. Immortality means slim pickings as a were. His company tended to be vampires, faes were too rare, and Dark Hunters usually wanted something from him, and only kept him around until they got it. You know, or they tried to kill him. But, vampires, at least the ones with their bloodlust under control, they could make for solid relationships. "Have you gotten to experience all the city has to offer then? You know, sex, drugs, and rock n roll?" He asks then with a smirk of those pearly whites. He was dark, but in a way that was so utterly charming.

"Yeah," he says with the equivalent of a shrug in a way of nonchalance. "I am pretty attractive,' he says, golden eyes looking over her coyote form, suddenly curious. "And yourself, I would love to see that body sometime," he suggests. Now, this was a gamble, flirting with someone blindly, but Marcelo was ever the optimist, and thinks he may have struck gold.

Golden amber eyes watch as she takes off after the boar, her teeth chomping down on her. But as her attention shifts to the piglets, that is when those hackles raise, teeth become bared, and a growl quietly fills his throat. Everything about him in this moment says 'no.' No, he was not going to do that. He doesn't care what kind of animal it was, or a human, children were not be harmed. Maybe, before he was a were, he would have eaten them, but being an animal yourself, Marcelo has found a certain sympathy for the dumber beasts.

He laughs when she offers the boar one last growl and bite before taking off. She is running so fast past him that he almost did not catch her words. One turn though to the she pig and he realizes exactly what she had said. The jackal leaps into a run right behind her, throwing his head back in wild laughter. Those limbs stretch out in front of him, a slight wag wiggles his tail with the thrill of a run. He races the creature, knowing she would tire soon while Marcelo felt as though he were just getting started.

"Turn left," he shouts to the coyote before moving himself in that direction, continuing to run only when he reaches the edge of a park, sides heaving with effort, mouth open as his tongue rolls out as he pants. "Well, I would say that is one way to work up an appetite."
Marcelo Lucas Rumeir
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