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 December 19, 2021 by Brennan O'Connell

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

An Italian fae, the other warlock seemed all too curious and equally doubtful. "Aye, couldn't change a tire to save his life." The left corner of Brennan's lips twitched upward into a scoundrel grin at the memory. The chance of meeting one in one of his pubs.. let alone a king. But that was another story entirely. "Nice bloke, he had far too fancy shoes for where his car had broken down. Or was I the one that was misplaced. Hm, it was a while ago." He added like this little detail was important somehow. Yet the blond scruffy warlock looked at him like he was lying. Brennan returned that glance right back. He wouldn't be he first to not believe him. He could only imagine his face if he had said he was a king. Part of the Irish warlock seemed to expect the man to question it and yet he didn't really comment on much else as Brennan called upon his magic.

Ah, that magic. He had lost a great deal of breakable objects when honing his power that was still very much a work in progress. It was a good thing that his boat didn't really have too many fragile things, at least ones that he couldn't easily replace. The ocean was a harsh mistress at times and plates being tossed about in the rolling waves... well.. pretty self-explanatory.

However, Brennan crafted those glass whiskey glasses as if he had done so at dozen times and shortly after called upon his bottled whiskey. The one consumable item he could actually craft decently, even if this one was real, pulled along by gravity. He'd spent good money on that bottle and wasn't prone to sharing. But then again, company had grown sparse these days. His own words prompted the other warlock to chuckle as he explained his power in the vaguest fashion. If he was amazed with that power, then he would surely be curious of how he could sail the skies with it too. He considered it but that was dangerously close to kidnapping... even if he was not a kid. No, he would much rather have a drink, especially at this hour. The winds were all wrong anyways and Brennan preferred it when those clouds could conceal him in the sky. Far less questions that way.

However, the topic seemed to circle back to the reason why the sandy locked warlock was here in the first place. They needed to settle the fate of that meal once and for all. How quickly that seemingly carefree warlock's face turned to a scowl. It was as if he had originally thought since the moment that he had set eyes on that thick black smoke. It was inedible. He said that much, even though Sly boldly tried to insist that it was. The delivery boy even went so far as taking a charred fry and popped it into his mouth. The sound crispy, even to his ears. He had to give him credit. His face even remained straight as he did as he had before and saw the whole thing through. Respectable. Brennan watched with blatant amusement as the man chewed and swallowed the charred morsel.

There was no way in hell that he could not prevent the rumbling laughter that had formed within his throat to spill out abruptly. Oh, he might not have received his dinner but he certain obtained amusing company and a show. This warlock was alright in his books. Too many people took life far too seriously and there was not a being that would have stomached that fry to prove a point. He could only wonder what lengths the man would go to prove his points. He didn't blame him for chasing the charred bite with a swig of that expensive alcohol that should not have been used as a chaser on any given day. The thought alone was enough to make him cringe inside and yet he could hardly fault him for trying to clear that wicked taste... that whiskey was certainly strong enough to clean any palate.

His blond companion then claimed that he was as honest as the day is long, amusement laced with sarcasm within his words.. It earned him another rumbling laugh as Brennan lifted his glass and brought it to his lips, allowing the alcohol to warm his insides. "To that... we can both agree." He concurred when he was oddly interested as to what happened for that meal to burn so thoroughly. Usually a man not to ask too many questions. Surely it didn't come out of the restaurant that way. His story made the most sense and perhaps far more anti-climactic than a bike oven.

"Now that is something I am likely to believe." But before he could finish the words in that accented voice, Sly summoned a ball a fire within his palm. It suddenly shifted and took shape into a bird of some kind, similar to the sea birds they had there. It illuminated the boat in its dazzling display. However, it dove down abruptly as if it sought to collide with his very flammable wooden ship and not the ocean.... Where he had likely spotted a fish... if the creature could even see. Worry assaulted him then. If what Sly had done with his food, then there was such certainty what he would do to his precious April Rose!

The creature shifted into a wolf-like creature and in its fiery form it looked utterly menacing. Like a creature from hell itself. This.... Caught Barney's attention alright along with his own. Only the hellhound took it like an assault! The beast rose to his paws, murder in his hellish eyes as he readied himself to face what was perceived as a threat. Brennan's concern with the fire certainly did not inspire his hellhounds ease. The creature had always been in tune with Brennan's moods. The fire wolf, did not burn his boat and yet it didn't matter to that beast.. Brennan exclaimed he was about ready to murder the other warlock, or throttle him if any harm had come to his ship. That was one thing Brennan took seriously even over his meal.

No one fucked with April Rose. That boat was his blood sweat and tears. It was almost everything he had after all he had lost which was nearly everything. The delivery man, however, was quick to appease him, claiming that his fire only burned if he willed it so. He explained that it was easy for his flames to take on many shapes and yet was too difficult to control at small more detailed precision. His fire... the delivery boy claimed, liked to be something. Now that power was interesting. A fire that could become something. How did that work? Something that could be destructive and also tamed at the same time. That could come in handy. Well... perhaps not for his current job. It was probably best that the lad keep his flames away from peoples food.

Brennan once more relaxed some and yet Barney was still on edge, considering that now flaming wolf enemy number one. His canine had fought alongside the warlock for many years and it would seem, that despite growing fatter than he once was... he was still willing to do so.

Damn right the warlock was attached to his boat and yet the why hardly mattered as Brennan pondered over the other warlock's own power before he offered a simple nod. "Good thing too. I like you, boy. I would hate to have to do something to someone I liked. Interesting though.. that a fire that doesn't have to burn, that can take on such different forms. Showy." Brennan's silvery blue gaze shifted to his tense canine companion.

Even though Brennan's concerns were eased, it did little to ease the hellhound. He was already poised and ready to attack the fiery creature. The flaming wolf calmly seemed to approach even despite the mood of the deadly hound. He moved without fear even though it appeared almost careful. That resonating warning growl that vibrated the ship was ignored. It was then that Barnabas finally lunged, teeth bared. A raspy, snarling bark escaped his devastating snapping jaws. In fact, the canine beast almost propelled himself right off the ship with a sure spring forward, his athletic muscles offering him the perfect momentum. He might have put on the pounds but he was just as deadly as he was before. His snapping teeth had attempted to make purchase and yet only came up with flames and air. There was no sound of pain from either. Sly assured him that he wouldn't get hurt. The flames as harmless as the tangible creature's bite.

It only seemed to infuriate Barney more...which by the growing moment was only becoming comical to watch. "Barney boy.. you're looking foolish now." His Irish brogue range out to his hound and was blatantly ignored except for a twitch of those massive, pointy ear. Again and again, he tried to attack at different angles, calculating how to defeat it... clearly not getting the clue that it was pointless. The fire wolf did not even bother reacting to the aggressive beast. It didn't matter how many times that Barney passed through it, disturbing the flames only for it to perfectly return back into its original shape. The pair of canines seemed more than content to hash it out between themselves, while Brennan's attention shifted back to the other warlock as he mentioned the cost of that meal. Ballsy considering the outcome of his food and yet he could hardly blame him. It was his job.

The other man seemed to be considering something as if possessing the same thought, attempting to salvage that disaster. Brennan awaited to hear his final request while still appearing perfectly at ease even despite the growing tension between their.... Pets, for lack of a better word. All while the wolf shifted into something smaller.. Something cuter. A smaller version of Barney. A helpless little puppy hell hound. It looked the spitting image of Barney when he found him... well despite the fire. That caused Barney to cease his ridiculous assault. The much larger canine froze, his eyes bugging as he watched this tiny harmless creature. A loud whine escaped his black lips as if he didn't know what to do... as he stared as if unsure what to make of the beast. The puppy wiggled almost playfully as that tension almost instantly left him and yet not that apprehension. It was like the hound didn't know what to do with it. Unable to be immune by the display, Brennan could not help a smirk. Shaking his head as the delivery boy exclaimed what he wanted. Trying to negotiate to the bitter end.

Brennan finished his drink, and rose his hand dismissively. "Look.. I will tell you what I am going to do. I'll give you your fee."

He reached into his pocket to produce his wallet and produced two crisp tens that he placed them before the warlock... just about... still within his hands. "Keep it and the change.. I don't need it anyways." The puppy it seemed to paw the horrified hellhound. Its tiny paw reached out toward Barney in an effort to get him to play. His tail began wag slowly at first and then much faster. That aggressive demenour shifted into excitement. The hellhound could not help itself. It lowered to play bow.. reaching out his muzzle to go nose to nose with the animal, its expression soft and tolerant. The change was a massive extreme. Brennan could not help but take in that sight. A playful yip left him, a sound that hardly seemed to match his Barney at all. Sly then introduced himself, Brennan rose a brow. He pulled back the bills then, to hold them hostage. There was a but. There always was.

"Sly. That name suits you. But... I have one condition. You must write your own review on my phone. I don't know shit when it comes to typing something nice out on the internet. Do we have ourselves a deal?" He waited for the other warlock to agree, surely that was more than fair... and in the other man's favour too. A moment later, those bills were placed on the table and a phone was fished out and unlocked soon following those bills.

Barney, in a random outburst that could only be the equivalent to the zoomies... ran across the deck in leaps and bounds, like a creature possessed, looking for the pup to follow him..

Brennan O'Connell

a smooth sea never made a skilled sailor