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
Hyde Park
Point Defiance Zoo and Aquarium
The Outskirts
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
Shit. This was not going to plan at all. If whoever owned this boat didn't show up soon that food was going to be entirely burned. Then again, at least they couldn't complain it was too cold, he supposed. For several long seconds Sly continued to eye that flaming bag with the brief consideration that blowing on that food might somehow lessen its state of impending combustion. It was the barking of a dog and the sudden appearance of light however that prompted the warlock to change tactics. He could hardly put that fire out now- might as well pretend it was all part of the service right? That show must go on- as they said. Sly was hardly sure exactly who he had expected to be the captain of that ship and yet the tall, dark haired man who strode down that dock was, well- the closest thing to a pirate he was pretty sure he'd ever seen. The man actually looked the part. Any further consideration's Sly had on the other man appearance however were quickly forgotten in the wake of that impeding sale once more as a sudden, easy grin found his lips before he held up that flaming food. The speech that left his lips was a combination of that scripted delivery service and his own momentary improvisation. Sly, if nothing else, was opportunistic enough to attempt to twist most situations to his own advantage. Pretending that food was supposed to be on fire was merely one such effort. After all, if you were believable enough most people tended to go with it. Sly, in that moment, delivered that speech with every bit of confidence. The other man, fortunately, seemed to find it...amusing? Well, amusement was better than outrage.
The dark-haired pirate was quick to insist that this was probably the hottest meal he'd ever received, his voice layered with a thick irish accent, one Sly was certain only made him appear even more pirate like even if he was most certain Ireland was hardly known for its pireting history. The place was still surrounded by water. Maybe the Irish knew more about boats then he'd given them credit for in the past. Those very thoughts however remained carefully concealed, his smile hardly faltering, the warlock nothing if not committed to that act as the pirate seemed to search that ship for something vaguely heat proof. Somewhere within the boat that dog barked again, the sound seemed deeper and far closer this time. Sly's blue gaze momentarily flickered away from that flaming food and his newfound pirate companion to eye the cockpit of the boat where that dog had managed to make its way up and onto the seat, its head alone visible through the nearest window. Sly's smile at last faltered.
"Mate, what...breed is that supposed to be?"
That dog hardly looked like...any dog he'd ever seen before. Sly, in that moment, oblivious to the glamour that was supposed to be hiding that animal's true form. His own magical affinity so readily allowing the young warlock a view of the dogs true form. It looked like some sort of...hyena. The sudden thump of the pirate leaping off that boat readily prompted Sly's blue gaze so shift back to the other man as he strode down the dock, a cloche suddenly appearing within his hands. Huh. That was inventive- and very French. For an Irish pirate. Sly's own features frowned momentarily as that cloche was offered towards him, the young warlock content to eye it almost warily for a moment before lifting up that flaming bag to place it on the waiting silver plate. Another warlock then. One who could summon cloche's- or maybe he could summon anything to do with food? Maybe he should have summoned his own fish and chips and saved them both the effort. In the very least the silver plate he was offered was fireproof. The Irishman's query on whether or not the Codfather always cooked their meals on route prompted the return of that grin to Sly's lips, the younger man readily seeming to remember his own predicament- even if the other warlock was taking it well. The mans question seemed to imply this was the first time he'd ever ordered from them. Good.
"We sure do. We cook everything on route. It adds to the freshness."
That lie was offered as smoothly as the other warlock seemed to accept that flaming meal as if this exchange was nothing short of common in all regards. The other man was nothing but calm as he mused that maybe uber eats should be paying more for cooking that meal on route- a concept Sly was inclined to agree with. That sudden query of how the food came to be on fire to begin with however was not exactly a question he'd been expecting. One hand lifted to rub at the back of his neck, that very gesture prompted his scruffy dirty blond hair to appear all the more tousled. How did it catch on fire....how did it catch on fire.....
"You know how pizza places have those bags they put pizza in that keep the pizza warm?"
Sly waited only so long as it took the other warlock to agree that he had, at least once in his life, witnessed these bags.
"Well the Codfather has tiny bicycle powered ovens that cook the food as we ride. I made such good time getting here that the ovan got a bit hot and added some extra heat. That's all."
That this was so obviously a lie remained to be seen. That lie however was delivered with the same seemingly faultless confidence Sly was inclined to do most things. The warlock's gaze evenly met the other man's own- as if daring him to call him out on it. That wry grin hardly falters. They both knew what was going on here. Did they really have to acknowledge it?
"In light of your food being delivered so hot though, which some people might actually say is better, I'm willing to accept a smaller tip and a three star review on yelp in which you don't include a description of me or use the words 'fire', 'burned' or 'unedible'. I suggest 'smoked for flavour' when you have to fill out the comments section. You owe me twelve fifty plus tip."
His faultless confidence and sales pitch had earned him that tip right? Sly's hand abruptly lifted. The warlock held it out with clear expectation that the other man would give him, well, something for his time. It was just as his grandmother said- Sly never had lacked spine. The young blond committed to everything he did- no matter how ridiculous the lie.
sly.