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
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

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.

PhD in Plant Biology Abigail Hughes

no better version of me I could pretend to be tonight


Posted on May 21, 2020 by BRENDEN
South
Every version of me dead and buried in the yard outside

Brenden



Honestly, it was such a rarity for Brenden to lose his temper and yet - today was a bad day. Mostly because of his sister and definitely because of the words she screamed at him. Worthless. Terrible. He was a bad brother, he couldn't help her no matter what he tried. It was the million dollar question: how do you help someone that doesn't want to help themselves? A frustrating and disheartening dilemma the artist had found himself in. The one-sided screaming match ends quickly, before Brenden is launching his cell phone across the door, slamming into the wall with a satisfying crunch. The clipped curse words are lost on his ears as blood pumps through him wild and fast, his rage hadn't surfaced like that in quite sometime and it felt good to let it out. Except... there was a customer in his shop, one he hadn't heard walk through that front door.

Clearing his throat and offering a lame explanation, he cleans the broken bits and tosses them into the trash swiftly, the man straightening and offering his assistance. It was not his usually mask of indifference that rests on his face, his dark eyes still brimming with anger but it was slowly dissipating, the wrecking of his electronic having relieved some of that pent up rage. Yet, when she questions him, Brenden pauses for the briefest of moments before dragging a hand down his face, "Yeah, family affairs," he answers gruffly his words holding the faintest exhaustion. It was a miracle he had answered her, the warlock never entertaining the idea before that he needed to explain himself to someone. It wasn't as if he thought she deserved an explanation, his normal would have been to ignore her question altogether and move on, but today seemed different. It almost felt as if he was holding onto his sanity by a mere thread.

Sighing, he drops his hand, his dark eyes traveling to the slender blonde, noting the way her hands perched on her hips. Her sassy stance and annoyance would have irritated Brenden on a normal day but today, all of his emotions were on his sister for the time being. When she finally explains her reasoning for being here, Brenden gives a tight nod before gesturing towards the back, "Come on, we can have a consultation in my office," he says before leading the way through the impeccably clean shop. Dropping into his chair, he reaches for one of his two binders, one for customer use and one for personal use, before he slides it across the desk to the woman. Honestly, if he hadn't been so damn distracted, the artist would have refused her right then and there. He never did work on someone who didn't know what they wanted.

Call it pride.

Yet, nothing pissed the man off more than getting his work covered up by another tattoo because they didn't think it through the first time. Still, he had missed her questioning statement earlier, the man hardly prepared for the outcome of their conversation. "Have a seat," he gestures to the chair on the other side of the desk, "What's your name?" He asks gruffly, the man hardly... pleasant in any sense but it was as close to polite as he could get. "Let's talk about your piece you want done, I'll let you know now I don't do pre-designed pieces. It's not my style," he states pointedly, at least she would know immediately than having her time wasted if she was about to pull out artwork she had drawn for the tattoo. Brenden is about to ask another question before the shop phone begins ringing, his dark eyes glancing over at the landline the caller ID popping up with his sister's number. "You have got to be fucking kidding me," he breathes under his breath before pushing his chair back aggressively, the chair nearly tipping over as he stalks around the desk.

Walking behind the woman, he crouches down on the side of her, reaching under the desk and yanking the line from the wall. It was very possible, he had just damaged the hookup but... it was silent except for the quiet music playing in the speakers overhead. Grunting, he stands and prowls back around the desk and plops back into his chair. His eyes blaze with annoyance and yet, Brenden was thankful his sister couldn't call him for the moment, at least until he got a new phone. "Ah, where were we?" He growls, his tenors laced with irritation in general, honestly, the man always sounded irritated.

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