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

when i used to rule the world


Posted on November 03, 2019 by ALEXANDER MACEDONIA
South


He could feel the creature, moving beneath the dark dank depths of the water that pooled beneath that stony platform. His Hunter instincts had centuries of honing, the conqueror all the more certain that it would undoubtedly strike at the easiest target first. For all the Egyptian woman's egotistical arguments, Alexander had little desire to see her limp body at the end of those sharpened, venomous fangs. His figure was quick to jump into action, just as the large serpent leaped from the pits of his hiding place. His movements far faster as he clutched the fae woman within his arms, just as the reptiles large body whizzed but inches from their own. His boots were quick to gain traction on the damp brick surface as they skidded to a halt, her fingers so tightly clutching at his arm as if she realized how very close she'd come to certain death. In that tender moment, Alexander was all too aware of the curves of her feminine figure as she molded herself against the hard plains of his chest. The scent of her perfume so toyed with his memory, bringing him a sense of nostalgia of days that had long past into history - days when he too had been Pharaoh of Egypt. Her gaze brushed upwards to meet the blue-green hue of Alexander's eyes, despite the warmth of his breath against her skin. For a moment, even he was aware of that magnetism between them - the very likes of which was almost...unexpected. Even so, it hardly mattered when there was yet a threat to be dealt with, one that still moved somewhere beneath them, just waiting for its next opportune moment.

Alexander pulled away from the fae, his head reaching for his summoned blade only for the Egyptian woman to insist to contribute to the snake's death. Any effort he might have made to reject such an offer, however, was cut off as she reached down beneath the folds of her gown to pull out two sharpened daggers. Her grip upon those hilts alone spoke of some experience using those knives and yet, was it enough to keep her alive? He hardly said a word of his reservations, however, as the woman inquired which of the two should play bait. Him? As bait?! A glimpse of utter disdain crossed his features, his lips parting to suggest that she play such a role when suddenly the snake burst from the murky waters. The fae was quick to seize upon this moment, leaping backward to draw the serpent's attention towards her and leave Alexander to deliver the creature's final blow. The snake flared as he gained height, his lips parted as he stilled to offer a threatening hiss. It was that very moment that the Dark Hunter had been waiting for, Alexander all too quick to move. His sharpened blade collided into the scales around the beast's neck, slicing through with a sickening sound and yet, even for his supernatural strength, the beast somehow stopped his blade from cleaving its head clean. The snake's scream filled the sewers, the sound hardly normal as the creature tossed his head, sending the Dark Hunter flying despite his efforts to grip the hilt of his sword.

His body slammed into the sewer wall, only to fall with a thud onto the slick stone bricks upon the floor. The sheer impact knocked the air out of his lungs, leaving him almost dazed for a long moment. Alexander was altogether oblivious to the weight of the Egyptian's gaze upon her, much less that hint of concern that momentarily filled her clove colored irises. That scream once again seemed to grab the woman's attention as the beast flared its flattened spikes. Alexander, however, was grateful for the serpent's momentary distraction as he slowly lifted himself from the ground, prompting a soft exhale. God - that had hurt. It would undoubtedly leave a bruise before the night was over. His hand reached out, the sword all but dissipating from where it had fallen, only to reappear soundlessly within his fingertips. His blue-green irises turned back towards the serpent, observing, for a moment, the Egyptian's near ethereal dance as she dodged out of the trajectory of those spikes. Softly, Alexander's breath steadied once again as he simply observed the armored scales, his mind quickly putting together some manner of a plan. Sluggishly, Alexander pulled himself upwards, his gaze shifted towards the nearest tunnel closest to him. Hopefully, the woman was more than capable of holding off the snake for a bit longer. The Dark Hunter moved into the depths of the tunnels and further from the fight, his faithful sword vanishing from his hand as he did so. As much as he preferred the replica of his blade from his youth, it would not to for tonight's hunt.

A sudden serpentine scream ripped through those tunnels, echoing off the cold, damp walls of the sewer. Alex glanced over his shoulder, muttering a curse beneath his breath. His pace picked up, the Dark Hunter dashing through the tunnel and back towards the very first intersection - the one that would surely have exactly what he was looking for. A ladder. He was ignorant, at that moment, of how the Egyptian had gone looking for both him and his blade, just as he was ignorant of the wound she had inflicted and the beast she had enraged as a result (though he had guessed the second from the sounds of battle that still filled the tunnels). His fingers tightly gripped those rungs as Alexander hoisted himself further up, the man fully intending to utilize gravity to his advantage. It was only once he had climbed several stories that the Dark Hunter began to make his way back - only to pause at the very mouth of that tunnel that opened up on the large cavern below. He could see the large serpent, it's body facing away from him as the beast rose up yet again. The saccharine-sweet voice of the woman pierced through the silence in the wake of the snake's hiss. How tenderly she beckoned the snake to its demise and yet, that dagger would hardly be enough to pierce through its hide. Surely she must know that? Thankfully, the vibrancy of his own blue-green irises fell upon that very wound he had inflicted before. Though his trusty sword had hardly been enough to cleave the creature's head, he had pierced its armor. That very chink was exactly what he needed.

Alexander took several steps back, the Dark Hunter taking every bit of lead he could before the Macedonian outright ran towards the very brink of the tunnel - only to jump at the very last minute out into the open air. He had to be entirely precise if this was going to work, the King was certain he would hardly get another chance like this one. His fingers reached for his sword and yet the blade that was summoned into existence within his palm was far different than the one before it. The blade was far longer, the very edges waved in an almost sawed pattern before it came to a sharp, pristine pointed tip. The hilt was far longer, compounded with decorative cross guards to protect the hands that now tightly gripped upon the greatsword. A singular word was engraved in the steel, one that seemed to glisten in the low light as Alexander so purposefully directed Alastaor's point downwards and towards the injury he had previously made.

His jump had found its mark mere seconds later as the soles of the Dark Hunter's boots landed upon the hard scales of the beast's head. He utilized both gravity and the weight of his own body to drive that flamberge down, the blade piercing through the soft flesh and to the very center of the beast. The snake roared, tossing his head once again and yet, Alexander was altogether prepared for this as the Dark Hunter simply let himself fall to the slide, dragging that sharpened blade through flesh and scale and armor all at once now that it had met its mark and penetrated the snakes protective exterior. The beast's quieted near immediately at the action, his large figure swaying for a precarious moment before blood began to flow freely from the gash Alexander had opened - the snakes head halfway dangling as it's giant body fell to the floor with a thud. The Hunter himself landed ever so neatly upon the ground, the blood pooling at his feet as his sword disappeared. A singular look of disgust crossed his features before his steel-toed boot kicked at the snake's corpse, ensuring the thing was certainly dead before he turned his attention back towards the fae behind him. "You made for exemplary bait." He commented over his shoulder, the blue-green of his gaze briefly glancing towards her if only to ensure the woman was relatively unharmed, all the while further appreciating her poised figure.

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