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.
Ascension Center of Equitation
Point Defiance Zoo and Aquarium
The University of Sacrosanct
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 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 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.
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 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
How utterly aware Alistair was of how...distinctly uncomfortable the pair seemed within one another's presence. The woman beside him hardly seemed the epitome of social graces and Alistair was often more inclined to simply keep to himself. Still...perhaps the sway of liquor was exactly what they needed to get through...this. Whatever this was in the first place. The artist was almost glad when the topic his craft could be brushed over instead for his apparently peculiar drink order. His brow rose almost inquisitively as he eyed the curious smirk upon the young woman's lips. "What sort of type do I seem to be?" Alistair asked, genuinely curious of the apparent airs he had given off when it came to his preferences in beverages. Surely she hadn't thought him inclined to fruity mixed drinks or something...had she? The jade hue of his gaze slowly turned to follow hers, the newly turned hunter content to watch the bartender in silence as he moved with practiced ease to fulfil their drink orders. He was hardly oblivious to the almost hungry way Buffy seemed to observe the poor man, her need for her alcohol one he'd certainly seen before mirrored in the eyes of men who relied upon the bottle. How very unlike his maker she was.
It was the very thought of the man that seemed to bring about Buffy's inquiry on how many of their kind that he knew, even if Alistair was....certain he'd make that blatantly obvious with his own fumbling at running into another Hunter. Nevertheless, he answered truthfully enough, the artist becoming...unfavorably used to the idea that he was utterly floundering at this whole Dark Hunter business - enough that it was so laughably noticeable that to lie would have been pointless. God, he'd never liked sucking at something. The bartender returned quickly enough with their drinks, placing them in front of the pair. His hand reached out for the glass in front of him, the Dark Hunter sipping contently on the hard liquor, the very warmth of it filling his chest. His gaze shifted from his glass as Buffy inquired after his present...'job', or rather, secondary one. Alistair's head shook ever so slightly. "No, not yet. I told Adr -- er...my maker that I'd try it but he doesn't think I'm ready yet....not...that I blame him." Alistair admitted. Hunting, after all...seemed much more...difficult then simply stabbing a monster. These monsters, after all, fought back.
Where Buffy beside him seemed eager to gulp down her liquor as if it was her very lifeline, Alistair was far more content to merely savor the beverage, sipping contently upon the amber liquid even as he watched her down her first glass with remarkable ease. Abruptly, she swung on her stool to face him, her inquiry of his 'shtick', as she so called it, left Alistair simply blinking rather blankly at her. His...what? He watched as she reached behind her with an almost mischievous look, only to grab the stood beside her and raise it above her head. Alistair leaned away, almost weary as he watched with wide eyes as she crumbled the splintering wood, legs and all into a mutilated ball of...well..fucking peices. "Jesus Christ." The boy muttered under his breath, just as the bartender yelped the same sentiment in...well...not quite the same words. "Uhh...nothing that..." He was almost at a loss for words for a moment,"...exciting." Alistair finished at last. His power - she was asking after his power, one he had been diligently working on though he still had remarkably little to show for the hours he'd spent trying to...manifest...whatever it was he could do. A soft sigh left his lips, "Look I'm not great at this yet..." He forewarned her, before he held out his palm. His brows furrowed and for several long moments, nothing seemed to happen at all. Alistair eyes fluttered close in concentration before, with a small flash of neon blue light, a small dagger materialized within the palm of his hand, it's sharpened point licked in fluttering flames of blue that darted and danced around it. His eyes fluttered open, a small hint of satisfaction tucked in the corners of his lips - he was getting faster at summoning a full blade, at least. "Tada?" He offered almost lamely, glancing upwards at the woman beside him.