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.

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Can we over come this?

Posted on June 03, 2022 by Mercy Furi

Oh, to be one of many - to blend into a crowd. It was never a specialty Mercy associated with herself. As a woman with what felt, to her, like centuries of self-awareness, Mercy knew to blend into the throngs of people wandering about their daily lives, one must wander with wild abandon. Exude complete disinterest in the other individuals around, exhaling the idea anyone really pays attention to anyone else, really, in the first place. But oh, the seductive idea of blending in to a crowd.

To be frank, she knew herself to be quite the opposite: easily picked out of a crowd.

What was it about people who were so easily able to strike the attention of others? Mercy often found that particular question tip-toeing its way into her general stream of consciousness.
Was it in the square, proud way they carried their shoulders? Was it in the way they could hold another's gaze without the nerves, the discomfort catching someone's eye usually caused? Or was it something completely, entirely different? Was it in their energy, so easily nudging another's without their awareness?

Mercy enjoyed people watching for this very reason. Her favorite destinations, pastimes, and locations included those where people watching was ripe with excitement. Malls, parks, food halls... all of them amused Mercy, especially because those specific locations were often ones that others went to people watch, too. They didn't realize they, too, were being watched. Or maybe they did. That kind of speculation entertained her, so she made it a point to frequent all of them and vary her people-watching-posts to ensure prime entertainment.

The park Mercy found herself seated at was fortunately very busy. People and supernaturals of all walks of life were ripe for watching. Though it had been a long few days, Mercy had been looking forward to a quiet afternoon by herself for her favorite activity and a crowded day at the park provided just that. Before she left her home that morning, she'd found a sense of irritability touching the joints of her bones, unfortunately infiltrating every effort she made. Making her tea, getting dressed, making her second cup of tea, when the cats got underfoot, and so on and so forth. Each effort felt forced, dressed in a robe of her bad attitude and impatience though every step of her daily routine brought her closer to some inner peace. With a sigh, Mercy seated herself on an unoccupied bench where the views yielded youngsters blossoming with public displays of affection, silly children romping away from their mothers, and all sorts of eye-candy for her to watch while she ate the turkey and pesto sandwich wrapped carelessly in her bag.

Before Mercy was able to dig into her sandwich, she heard a soft but pointed voice aimed to discuss something with her. She wasn't quite into her people watching venture just yet, and so the voice quickly took her attention away from the sandwich. Her eyes were unfocused for just a moment as she locked on to the source of the question pointed at 'you, witch', before a slow smile tugged at the corner of her lips.

Oh, what a delight.

The question registered and Mercy felt her breath leave her in the form of an endearing snicker. Whomever the creature addressing her was held an air of immortality, the supernatural aura flitting over the edge of her skin in a way that encouraged goose bumps to surface... regardless of the humidity. With another sigh, as if to ponder the question, Mercy tilted her head and followed the gaze of the 'young' woman addressing her.

She followed the individual's gaze, looking to follow her eyes to where a woman was wearing a set of overalls that, according to Mercy's judgement, were far too short to be called overalls. Regardless, she was amused with the way the individual addressed her, viewed the lady wearing the too-short-overalls, and the way her people watching effort was shaping up.

Clothes these days, truly, were a little ridiculous.

The way the individual asked a question about what they were struck Mercy as interesting. Were they too new to this area or this country to have an idea of what the fashion statement might be? Or was it that they were older, far older, and had no idea what might be in style now? She chose to think it might be the latter, and with a wry smile, reshaped her expression to something much more akin to amusement than the frustration she'd felt this morning.

"That, my friend, is a set of overalls. Though," Mercy said, musing aloud, "If you ask me, they're short enough to be called something else. What, I couldn't tell you."

Did she make a move to ask about why the individual didn't know what the overalls were? No, she thought, that might be inappropriate. Instead, she made room on the bench beside her incase the newcomer would like to sit and discuss the fashion statements of 2022.

"I might ask you not to point, only if to keep my people-watching efforts covert," Mercy began, re-wrapping her sandwich. " But dare I ask should this be rude: are you from the area? Or, rather," Mercy asked with another wry but welcoming smile," This century?"