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.

MS in Plant Biology Abigail Hughes

Like iron from the fire I'm getting stronger


Posted on February 02, 2021 by ALEXANDER MACEDONIA
South

Alexander Macedonia

when I walk into the room there's nothing you can do
To stop me from making moves
I'm coming for you


The oceanic hue of his irises remained steadfast upon the ivory dot that fluttered amongst the backdrop of those otherwise grey and stormy skies, even in spite of the water that fell into his eyes. Frost's speed was far faster then he had anticipated for a first true flight, the equine clearly getting comfortable with those magnificent feathered appendages as the stallion swooped back down and towards the valley floor. The corner of his lips tilted downward in a slight glimpse of concern as he eyed the speed Frost had accumulated in his descent, the Draft making little attempt to slow in the slightest. Alexander quickly pressed himself backwards against the valley wall, attempting to afford the steed some room in the narrow canyon. The sound of the equine's hooves skidding over shale echoed loudly, even against the steady pitter patter of rain. That crash was almost inevitable, one Alexander saw coming far before those stumbling hooves left Frost in a disheveled heap at the far end of the valley, his limbs splayed out in an undignified manner.

A soft breath left Alexander's lips as Frost so quickly assured him he was fine. It was a fact he was grateful for, the Hunter having little desire to sport a sprained ankle or scraped knee on top of the wounded shoulder he'd already taken from his warhorse. The Hunter strode forward, the Macedonian already considering those mechanisms for flight as he suggested Frost utilize his own weight to control his previously tumbling plunge into the valley floor. There was, of course, far more than just stopping that occupied the Greek's mind, however, that newfound ability required extensive training, reworking of tack and a whole new method of riding. It was the very sort of challenge that Alexander enjoyed, the kind that he had not had for nearly two millenniums. For now, however, perhaps it was best to merely focus upon the mountain that stood within his way - Alexander's hand settling upon the saddle as Frost's leg lifted up to provide him with the step he presently needed if he was ever going to get onto the steed's back. It was with far more effort then usual that Alexander swung his leg over, settling within the saddle. His injured arm was tucked closely to his body, the Dark Hunter holding onto the reins largely with his other hand. It required far more balance on his part then usual though it was nothing he was not capable of...at least...on the ground that was.

That firm reminder upon his lips seemed to prompt a huff of bemusement from the stallion. Though Alexander could certainly see the irony of the situation, he had little desire to test his ability to survive a fall from so far in the air. That firm promise pressed into his mind was the best he could truly hope for, the Macedonian left simply trusting his steed as Frost turned to trot towards the end of the valley. Frost pivoted, the pair left facing their makeshift runway. A soft breath left Alexander's lips, the vibrancy of his gaze briefly fluttered towards the ivory stallion that glanced back at him. His head bobbed ever so slightly in a silent encouragement, that gesture all Frost needed to shift toward into an easy canter. Those smooth strides, however, were quick to pick up pace for the very speed Frost needed to get airborne. The ivory wings on each side of the Dark Hunter extended outwards, their plumage nothing short of magnificent as those powerful wings began to flap. Those few flaps were all that was necessary before the duo were airborn, the ground so quickly rushing away from them. The rain beat heavily against the Dark Hunter, the wind rushing past him. His brows furrowed, his gaze narrowed as he focused upon the looming mountain ahead of them.

The baritone rumble of Frost's thoughts were pressed into his mind, the stallion's ear rotating backwards towards him. "I'm fine." He insisted, the thought hanging in his mind for Frost to read. After all, with the wind whipping past them and the rain barreling down upon them, any words he might have offered the stallion would have been lost. Alexander attempted to tuck his head downwards, his features thoroughly and uncomfortably soaked, the thin raincoat fluttered angrily around him, though even it hardly felt effective against the downpour. Alexander said little of it, however, or of the view he was presented with as they soared over the top of the mountain. That inquiry of speed however, was hardly one he wished to test now, not with the weather so poor and a race he was determined to win without the added advantage of flight. "Let's not test that now, Rixon." He insisted, his thoughts surely giving away how...untaken he was with the idea. Their proximity to the blackened clouds above made him....nervous. He had seen, after all, what lightning could do should the skies truly decide to display the storm's ferocity.

Alexander, however, was hardly the only one to contemplate the intricacies of the ability they had yet to truly master, Frost quick to seize upon what the Macedonian had already come to realize. Those silent directions he so often provided his horse were hardly adequate for the skies. He had never, after all, had to work with a third dimension before. ''Up' and 'down' had simply been...unnecessary...until now. A soft grunt left his lips, even if his mind was already turning with those exact same considerations and how to differentiate from 'forward' and 'upward'. Smoothly, the pair soared over the tip of the mountain, those wings more than content to merely glide forward as they steadily began to descend, the ground once again rushing towards them. Alexander could feel Frost's muscles beneath him as the stallion leaned further back, the Draft clearly uncertain that exact point that was needed to cease that ever increasing descent. Those outstretched ivory wings, however, abruptly caught the wind currents, the pair jolting backwards with enough force that Alexander could hardly help that wince of pain. A soft grunt upon his lips was all he muttered as the pair seemed to hover just a few feet above the ground. Slowly, those once steady flaps began to decrease, lowering them steadily before Frost's hind feet brushed against the grassy, wet plains.

His front hooves were quick to follow, their landing hardly graceful and yet, it hardly mattered terribly much as long as the pair were out of that dreadful valley. That short flight was, admittedly, far better than Alexander had anticipated and yet, before he could offer that brief praise, Frost's words were cut off as his head jolted upwards. How well Alexander knew that poised position, with ears pricked forward and eyes undoubtedly scanning the horizon. The blue-green of Alexander's own irises turned to follow Frost's own though he saw little more than the dull outline of something moving through the forested area to their far right. Unexpectedly, Frost strode forward, clearly intending to investigate before a sharp tug upon the reins ceased the steed's instinctual movement. That forest, after all, was not their intended path, it and whatever Frost had seen were irrelevant when there was still a race to be won. They had lost time, undoubtedly, in their fall and Alexander had every intention to see it made up for.

"If she is alone, going after her is a waste of our time." Alexander insisted, hardly concerned for one mare. The vast plains were filled with wild horses and with no rider to witness the sprouting of Frost's wings, the Macedonian had little care for a wild mare, particularly when she seemed to be doing just fine without their intervention. "Come on, Frost." He insisted softly, though before he could further make an effort to draw his steed's attention back to the present, it was the sudden disappearance of those wings that ensnared both of the men's attention. For a moment, the Dark Hunter's brows furrowed, his head tilted to the side in silent consideration as his own affinity so filled his thoughts with simple knowledge of the inner workings of Frost's power. His head shook ever so slightly at Frost's vague concern, his feet pressing lightly into the Draft's sides to coax the horse forward as he spoke. "They come when you need them. You will eventually be able to call them whenever you desire them." He informed his stallion as Frost's pace picked up into a steady trot once again. His own blue-green irises glanced towards the watch upon his wrist before fluttering upwards towards the sky. As much as he disliked the chill and...wetness of the rain, they needed to utilize every moment they had. "I think it's too late for the GPS. They said...something about...real time? I don't know. Hopefully they will just assume it was a...mistake." His lack of understanding of technology clearly obvious in those moments as Alexander brushed off the concern over the GPS. After all, no one would believe they flew over the mountain, much less pass it on foot so...rapidly. No, his focus was far more steadfast upon the time they were afforded to them, though the storm ahead certainly made the riding conditions....miserable and...dark. "We have an hour left till we're forced to camp, let's make the most of it."

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