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

Dead man walking;


Posted on June 30, 2020 by Brennan O'Connell
South

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

A magician? It would certainly be one of the far more innocent trades he has done in his life. Yet the warlock hardly could rely on the income of a mere street performer. The act and the dressing up didn't seem appealing in the slightest and people-pleasing was not in his lengthy list of strengths. Sure he could pull it off, but did he want it? Wait. Why was he even considering this in the first place? It was not him, plain and simple. He would rather return to his life as a thief and pickpocket than be the monkey on a string that had to dance. "Mate, let me tell you. Nothing is cheating to get ahead in the world... There is a bigger world than performing magic tricks. I will save that for the ladies." A roguish gleam crossed his lips, that only alluded to his own questionable moral compass. Did Willy truly think that if Brennan could make almost anything appear at the simple flick of his hand, that he would wast it on magic tricks?

That conversation shifted and soon the whale-man was admitted onto his ship. Brennan would come to regret it, he knew it in his marrow. He should have let the man stay where he belonged. In the ocean with his wee little fishie friends and yet in a moment of loneliness and weakness he crumbled. Perhaps the image of the man alone in that baggy smiling Shamu hoodie was, in fact, worth the potential regret. That idle conversation shifted once more to the were's own career, even though there wasn't a hint of seriousness as Zach seemed to claim his mother would be proud. How far from the truth that would be. " Welcome to the dark side mate. It's a slippery slope from here." Brennan raked a singular hand through his messy mahogany, sea kissed locks.

How Brennan had once enjoyed the quietude of the sea, the sloshing of the waves... that would seem a thing of the past with Willy around. God, he didn't stop. It was like a child on a sugar high. Brennan decided it best to leave April Rose out of his hand, for everyone's sake, unwilling to put his ship through the Were potentially driving his prized possession upon the jagged rocks or worse. What he hadn't expected was for the sea creature to feel.. Sick. It hardly took long for that sickness to take him, the poor lad getting a little green at the gills. And as Brennan had expected, he instantly regretted allowing the man aboard. In whale form, it would have taken him no time to return to shore... but now. It was likely the Irish Warlock was cursed to at least an hour-long sail back to the mainland.

The were groaned and complained about the seasickness that afflicted him. A whale with motion sickness? Now he had seen it all. There was little sympathy from the warlock and more of a concern for his boat. He claimed he had never been on a boat before. Oh, now the truth so conveniently came out! Brennan cursed underneath his breath as Barney seemed to growl in warning as if echoing his master's duress. He was going to throw this man off the side and show no remorse if so much as one splash of bodily fluid touched the surface of his boat. After the short lesson in seasickness, he could see Zach slowly found control of himself once more. One less worry as the warlock set to sail that boat back to land. Sailing had come naturally to him, it was his solace and place to recharge. He was almost reluctant to return but it was better than risking Willy's impromptu hurling.

Brennan shoulders rose and fell in a simple shrug, in response to that comment about sailing and swimming. "Aye, they are." He uttered roughly as silvery-blue eyes looked toward the horizon as he made that boat come alive that leaned to the right along with that wind-filled sail. Barney was already accustomed to it, adjusting himself to better handle that lean. They were moving at the very least now.

The boat gained momentum, the bow sliced through those waves like they were nothing. Brennan listened to Zach's explanation of wind and his species. A curious thought entered his mind and soon departed his lips soon after. Brennan never really one to consider his words when he could simply say them. "Can you communicate with real whales... those that are not shifters?" He inquired his accented words never losing its potency. If there was an obvious answer, Brennan was unaware of it. How little he knew of the shifter species as a whole and it showed.

At the very least Willy attempted to grasp at Brennan's lesson, doing exactly as intended. Barney never allowed his hellish gaze to shift away from the shifter, that gaze admittedly intense. Probably best to keep one's appendages to themselves. It was clear the other man was entirely wary of the beast, as he should be. He was no mere pet Fluffy and it was out of a bond and loyalty alone that earned Brennan a companion that would fight along his side through the thick and the thin.

A small smirk played upon Brennan's lips at the remark about his canine companion. "That's because he isn't a dog. He doesn't look like it now but he's a hellhound. He is glamoured... to look the way he is. I wouldn't take it personally.. He doesn't like many people. You could try feeding him but I can't promise you will have any fingers left." Brennan cast a casual look toward his companion and then toward the protective canine. He was curious if Willy would believe him, willing to accept either or, it suited the warlock just fine. "I think he's just a little protective." A little? His silvery blue eyes lit with a knowing expression, saying enough and yet careful not to say too much.

It was easy to shift that conversation to something far more innocuous. "What are you going to do on land when we get there?" Surely he had a list as long as the ocean was deep if he had been nothing more than a waterlogged fish for as long as he let on. Brennan shifted his trajectory once more, to maintain the speed and keep up with the ever-shifting gales.

Brennan O'Connell

a smooth sea never made a skilled sailor

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