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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.

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    Cat's Meow

    owned by Nadya Tetradore
    0 employees

    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

they say i'm a god [vinyl, any]69.246.153.243Posted On January 29, 2017 at 8:06 PM by Iórkæll dværg

we stopped checking for monsters under our beds,

when we realized they were inside of us all along.



“where?”

The growled out baritones carry a warning within them. Lie again, and die. There were no other options at this point. The viking had had enough, he was already an impatient man as it was with a temper hot enough to incinerate the ground he walks upon. The erotic noise within blocks out the attempted squeals and minute cries for help that the smaller man manages to get out from underneath the viking’s boot. The viking presses further, watching the tanned man turn an interesting shade of purple, his lips twisting upward in a sick smile that doesn’t reach his eyes.

He releases, letting out an irritated sigh as he watches him roll over, gasping for air. He lowers himself, elbows resting upon his knees as massive hand casually begins to pat the younger man upon his back. How sinister he must look, scarred bearded face practically indifferent about the situation at hand. It is within the darkness of the alley beside the Cat’s Meow that this charade has occurred. No witnesses, none to see and none to hear.

“come now, luis. I won’t ask again.” his husky tones are dragged out in a slow snarl, the silver dipped axe hanging loosely from his other hand before coming to press against the others throat and lift his face to meet the viking’s cold blue eyes. Flesh begins to burn, tears welling in the man’s eyes yet he does not remove his chin from the axe. Perhaps he knows better? No, the viking has him under control, the blood within the other man’s mass under lor’s command.

He smirks, annoyance growing in his gaze as he uses his free hand to slide into the pockets. A bag is withdrawn, money rolled inside it as he lifts it to his face to inspect. “tsk, tsk. Not even half the amount needed to pay your debt.” the axe lifts, the butt end colliding with the skull of the other werecreature. A thud and the young man squeaks, crawling away from the now standing viking who pockets the money, “ i could kill you, but you owe me more money…”

What to do...what to do...

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