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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
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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
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    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

hello, darling166.137.118.95Posted On October 11, 2017 at 11:40 AM by Andras Stein

death incarnate & night triumphant

It was an odd thing, to be walking late into the evening with a fellow he had known centuries ago, someone who had understood what it had been like during that era. The world had changed so drastically in his time spent hidden in the mountains. If the man could, he would seek out his old haunts and remain there until the world was ready to be reborn again, yet he knew it was time to begin to rebuild his future. Andras wasn’t a coward, he simply needed time to calm himself, he spent years traveling the world, interrogating and slaughtering in an attempt to find the ones who destroyed his court. Still, the answers eluded him and it was beyond infuriating. What he wouldn’t give for someone to throw him a bone.

Yes, the lord was angry still but he no longer felt like destroying the world out of spite from his losses.

As he recounts the story to Dorian in quiet tones, he can’t help but feel that rush of fury that so coated his veins for centuries and it takes a moment before he manages to get his mask under control; just in time for Dorian to stop and whirl on him in incredulity. Andras gives the king a grim look shaking his head, “I don’t know,” he responds, a hollow feeling settling in his chest, “I’ve looked for decades, Dorian. No one knows anything. I don’t know if it was someone internal in my court or an outsider, for a time I thought it could have been your father who sent someone because there were so few who knew I had left my court for negotiations.” Shaking his head again in defeat, it takes him a long moment before he can speak again. “When I found out you had been imprisoned in the castle, I knew it couldn’t have been your father, plus I never told him where my court was.”

There’s a long silence before Andras can continue his plight, explaining to the faerie king he wanted him to join his court. He was surprised the man even took him into consideration as Dorian responds with a question. Gathering his thoughts, he begins to explain, “An Ambassador. You have connections; you’ve been trained since birth to lead, to perform negotiations. Your people admire you and I have no desire to subject anyone to my rule, nor do I care to lead a country. I simply want to protect what is left of the faerie race, our race,” he states bluntly. “You do not have to give me your answer immediately, as I know you are a very busy man, but please do consider my offer,” he gives a small nod of his head as he pushes their dark talks about death away for the moment.

As Dorian responds to him, Andras takes a moment to mull over his statement. It was fair, he didn’t expect, nor had any desire, to command his court to do anything. They were there to protect each other and not be forced into anything they didn’t want to. It was how the court had always been run during his lifetime. Nodding towards the man, “What you offer is fair, I have no desire to subjugate anyone to my rule, let alone have them fight pointless wars. I cannot promise you that there won’t be a war though,” Andras readily admits, “I have kept to the shadows for a long time, I have no doubt that whoever has slaughtered my court has word that I am alive and they very well could come after me after all this time,” he grins though no amusement coats his eyes.

“Like I said Dorian, you do not need to answer me at this time, I am merely here to extend the hand of friendship and even if you don’t accept, know that I am at your disposal should the need arise.” He states as he stops again and faces the man. Offering a small smile, it is genuine though there is a bit of tiredness that roams in his eyes, an almost haunted look that lurks around him.

Andras Steinhello darling



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