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    The East

    The east side of the city is often considered the heart of Sacrosanct. It's here were the majority of the shopping district can be found, deep in the heart of downtown. It's here that magic thrives, it hums in every stone and can be felt in every breath. Often times, new comers to the city may be come overwhelmed by such sensations but, eventually, it becomes an ever present feeling that's hardly noticed. The streets of the east side are frequented by all species as many companies are housed in the sky scrapers and hole in the wall establishments that line the streets.

    What's You'll Find Here

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    Cat's Meow

    owned by Nadya Tetradore
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    Cat's Meow

    An older brick building tucked downtown with only a neon sign above the steel door saying Cat's Meow and the drifting of music to let you know of the burlesque within. The inner confines have a lavish feeling of comfort and style. At one end of the building is a large stage for the dancers to entertain with small round tables scattered in front for the customers to sip or dine while watching. Directly across from the stage is a fully stocked bar so you’re never without a view of the entertainment.

    Owner Nadya Tetradore

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    Downtown

    Downtown

    The city has a unique skyline, clashing between modern sky rises and small victorian storefronts. In the heart of downtown, the sleek colored glass buildings reign supreme though their old-world roots can be seen in the most peculiar places from the lamp post styled electric street light to the stone sidewalks. The old world architecture slowly returns the further from downtown you travel, however.

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    Inner Sanctum

    owned by Alexander Macedonia
    2 employees

    Inner Sanctum

    This hidden little cafe is loaded with essentricities and antiques that fill every corner of this remarkable place. The walls are lined with oddities from every corner of the world. Beyond the intriging decor, this place is known for it's delectable coffees and it's exquisite latte art.

    Owner Alexander Macedonia

    Barista Alexis Wilde
    Barista Calliel Alosi

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    Red on the Water

    owned by Isolt Griffin
    2 employees

    Red on the Water

    Nestled in a pleasant alcove that is but a stone?s throw away from the dazzling labyrinth of downtown, Red on the Water is a spectacle in its own right. Renovated in the style of a classic Irish pub with a dash of modern flare befitting the city that boasts it, this up-and-coming venue is the perfect place to snag an impeccably prepared home-cooked meal and enjoy the city?s most impressive collection of brews from Ireland and beyond. You and your guests are sure to be mesmerized and invigorated by the energetic offerings of the live Celtic band to be found here every weekend.

    Owner Isolt Griffin

    Co-Owner Damon Marcello
    Waitress Yumi Chizue

mukashi mukashi50.46.99.184Posted On December 29, 2016 at 10:10 PM by yumi chizue


The demure girl was entirely used to being forgotten. Ever since she had crossed that boundary between life and death, she had become something more of a wallflower then that girl in the spotlight she used to be. That transformation somehow crushed her once joyous spirit, it squashed that confidence and destroyed that ease and determination in which she had once faced the world. Now she was but a shadow of the girl she once was, not that her new found friends had even the slightest notion of the life she'd once led. She particularly liked it that way and yet, Chizue still found herself entirely caught off guard by her companion's simple admittance that he had been not only looking for her but also the extent in which he had gone through in order to find her. Checking every bookstore and cafe in which he'd come acrossed seemed like vastly more work then Chizue was even certain she was worth. The demure girl found herself simply staring at the man in front of her with a notable look of disbelief across her fair features. Her dark chocolate eyes followed him as he moved past her, so running his fingertips down the spine of her beloved books and yet, the girl hardly responded with even a word, entirely unsure of what she should say in that single moment.

Her head tilted to the side ever so inquisitively as he spoke, her eyebrows raising ever so slightly at his mention of that very journal he'd kept for so terribly long. A small simper fluttered across the girl's features as he turned back towards her. "I've always wanted to keep a journal...but I never know what to write in it…" Her voice trailed off as she glanced shyly up at him. She wanted to ask what it was he wrote in his, what thoughts filled the pages of his likely numerous volumes but, she was rather certain such an inquiry would be prying into personal details that were not meant for her ears. And so, instead, she found herself questioning after why he had come looking for her in the first place. After all, it was hardly as if she'd spent much time within his presence to foster any real kinship beyond their connection and mutual adoration for Isolt herself. Still, it was decidedly….nice to hear that he thought of her as a friend, those simple words alone so immediately brought a simper to the demure girl's features as her fingers so toyed with the black pages of the book in her hands.

His apology of his disappearance was so waved off with a flick of her slender wrist, "It's okay, really, I'm sure you had a lot of very important things to take care of." Chizue commented, a smile fluttering across her features. It was a habit to always assume the best in everyone. After all, she knew he loved Isolt and, despite how it had looked at the time, she had been certain that was one thing he could not abandon, even if it was something as silly as fear of commitment that drove him away - not that she would ever ask anyways. It was only natural, of course, for the petite young girl to inquire after her friend and, in turn, to ensure things between the pair were properly mended. That simple assurance he offered served to bring that smile back to her features as she nodded, quite happily so. The last thing Chizue had anticipated, however, as the small box that the man pulled from his pocket and the ring that rested within. For a moment, Chizue simply stared at it before glancing up at the man and too down back at it, as if questioning if this was actually what it was - a ring for proposal? It was his question that stirred her to life, the girl immediately shaking her head as she reached out to tenderly brush her slender fingertips over the surface. "No….no, it's perfect." She uttered softly, her voice more of akin to a whisper. "She'll love it."

In that moment, Chizue had completely forgotten the book within her hands, at least until the man before her so offered to purchase it for her. She could hardly deny that she so wanted that book, those very novels perhaps her only weakness that might cause her to break from social conventions and, with perhaps a bit more eagerness than usual, her head bobbed, leading the way towards the checkout counter. It was only his question that caused her to pause and glance over her shoulder, a glimpse of consideration so dancing upon her features. "I...made one new friend. HIs name is Kohl. He's a dark hunter but I helped him find a weapon to hunt with so the other hunters won't tease him anymore. He's really nice." She seemed quite pleased with herself in her success of so assisting her newfound companion and yet, even that was but fleeting before her thoughts turned pensive once again. "Well I...I moved in with Isolt. We moved to the East in this little townhome but...I'm sure you already know that." A small shrug crossed the girl's shoulders. Her life, in his absence, had remained as stagnant as perhaps it had ever been. In regards to her, at least, she was rather certain that he hadn't missed much.



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