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
Point Defiance Zoo and Aquarium
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.

Point Defiance Zoo and Aquarium

The Point Defiance Zoo & Aquarium (PDZA) is an award-winning combined zoo and aquarium located within the Southern Part of Sacrosanct. Situated on 92 acres in Sacrosanct's Hyde Park, the zoo and aquarium are home to over 9,000 specimens representing 367 animal species. Point Defiance is also widely known for its conversation efforts regarding the breed and release program of Red Wolves.

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

Dead man walking;


Posted on May 19, 2020 by Brennan O'Connell
South

I've sailed a thousand oceans to be here in your arms.

What Brennan could not understand was... why live his life as a whale if he so feared to give into it fully? Wouldn't it be peaceful to give into who you were entirely? To not have to worry about those complexities and complications that only wreaked such internal havoc upon the soul. "If you're so... scared of giving into your inner whale." God he could not believe he was saying those words. "Why live your life as one?" Ah this man had so many contradictions it was enough to give him a goddamn headache. Yet... somehow he found himself entertaining the half-orca, half-man, a fuck it, the man in his current form was a merman, he was certain of it. Or perhaps at the end of it all, he was just as lonely as this poor jack in the box. Or was he finally out of his mind? Neither seemed to concern the warlock as much as it should. He lowered his silvery blue gaze to the intricate rune of a marking that seared the flesh of his right arm. That raised gnarled flesh stared back at him angry as if his mere mortal body rejected it, even though it still defiantly remained.

That tale of the other were he had almost eaten shouldn't have surprised him and yet... why hunt as an animal unless you intended to be one? He would never in a million years understand weres and their half committal to the animal and human world. He should just eat some steak and potatoes like the rest of the were population... in human form. The thought of cannibalism did not seem appealing in the least, couldn't a were at the very least sense another of their kind? Wasn't that a thing? That mention of his blowhole had Brennan's hand risen as if to shield himself from the man from oversharing, his lips part curving downward in clear disgust. Ahhh come on man. He did not need to hear about another man's asshole. That's what a blowhole was?? Was it not? That laughter boomed from the half whale creature then. "Aw god mate, you gotta keep your blowhole to yourself. Unless you're into that sort of thing. I would like to make this perfectly clear. I am into women." His hands lingered in front of him a moment longer before the fell, palm down into his lap... he emphasized on the word women. The very mention of it spread within his mind as that conversation shifted to the very topic.

A casual rise and fall of his shoulders in the form of a shrug at the other man's supposed game... a smirk spread upon the irish man's lips, even though he begrudgingly asked for advice. "It seems like you got this one covered then. Women are... a fickle beast. If you have cracked the holy grail by all means.... Use it. But get yourself an animal. Chicks dig them." Sure a little charm... certainly helped. But he wasn't going to give up all his secrets so easily.

Flipper still bobbed in the ocean, the waves lapped against him as he treaded water with that powerful tail keeping him in place. The man was evidently cold with all those goosebumps that littered his all too human flesh. He claimed he could not go on land as if he would get charged for streaking. "You weres are always streaking. It isn't anything this city hasn't seen before." He added, raising his hand wafting it loosely toward the merman, refusing to offer his help of the clearly slightly suffering man. At least not yet, especially since he had to fucked with his precious April Rose, he was content to see him.. Suffer... if only for a moment. When did he get so soft that he actually considered his aid?

Brennan sat up then, stretching out his long legs before the other man added that simple comment about eating the girl, that innuendo certainly caught his attention then. A bellow of laughter struck him so fast he had no hope of stopping it. He hadn't remembered the last time he laughed like this, the sound so distinctly foreign to his own ears. Even Barney boy lifted his head with a slight perplexed tilt at that unbidden sound from his master. "I think that depends how good you are mate." He rose a brow, that suggestive tone clear even despite the lingering laughter woven in his words. That wide grin returned to his... newfound companion's face as his own lingered upon his lips.

Brennan finally offered his own name... the bite of the cool air assaulting his bare skin that had easily dried without that wet shirt clinging to his form. He focused upon that desired clothing within his mind's eye. A simple grey long sleeve deep v-neck which looked far too pirate-esque for his liking. Everyone kept calling one... why not play a little into the appeal. Women, he was sure adored pirates after all, perhaps he should try his luck.

Brennan finally stood up from his seat as that clothing materialized in an instant within his waiting palm. It was as normal as a reflex now.. Brennan thought nothing of it as he casually pulled it over his head as Willy told him a story of how he got that nickname. Already he felt much warmer from when the bastard splashed him with that frigid seawater. "I bet you were quite the sight then.. Eh Willy? I think I like that one more than Flipper." Brennan's gaze lowered once more, hardly noticing the man's approach to the boat, but the hell hound certainly did. A low furious rumble vibrated against his damp jean-clad leg and yet remained obediently sprawled by his master's boots.

There was a seeping lull in the conversation. Good an exit, the warlock thought almost selfishly. Brennan apt to return to his lonely dock, the rejection fresh upon his tongue at Willy's request for a ride.. Ah, they all wanted something. He was certain the man could have just swum there without his help. There were few people willing to help others in this world. He knew it.. Yet... Dorian had went out of his way for him.... And Serafina had not yet set her little pirate free just yet. Why he would never know. The warlock probably just a clueless to women and their motives as Willy was even if he would never admit it. At the very least that ride he would offer the whale... it would make for a good story... one that he was sure to embellish... in true Brennan fashion. Like the time he gave a merman a ride to shore would surely raise all kinds of intrigued brows.

"Fine. But..." There was always a but and he wanted to be painfully clear.

"You touch nothing... and you cover your willy... you understand me Willy? Barney isn't too keen on people... so I would keep your flippers to yourself." His accented baritone words held that healthy, sarcasm and yet.. He was dead serious.

"Do we understand each other?" For the sake of his own sanity he hoped so.

He summoned the man some clothes and a clean unfolded white towel... it was just... a guess of his size and he had no intention of sharing his own clothes. Without a true reference... or much time in focusing on the intricacies of summoning something from his very mind... he made do. The attire wasn't glamorous, even if he added his own little twist... of constructing a sea world hoodie.

He stepped easily out of the way and into the cockpit of that large vessel, calling Barney with a snap of his fingers allowing the other man space to climb aboard. The glistening and distinctly adorably menacing black canine sat obediently waiting and yet... not even then did that feral gleam leave his dark eyes as he watched the orca with an all too protective interest.

Brennan O'Connell

a smooth sea never made a skilled sailor

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