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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
    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

sharp objects make me giddy67.143.208.99Posted On October 27, 2017 at 6:49 PM by Katarina Foster



The scene was like something out of a horror movie. She didn't know what to think. All she knew was that the creature in the middle of all this destruction was dangerous and it would probably be better off dead. She glanced back down at the doberman were, the girl's body crumpled around herself in the fetal position, her eyes looking up at the sky forever, never seeing. Her chest tightened at the thought that she had been talking to the girl only a week before. She felt she was getting through to her, making her see that killing innocent men was not the way to get back at the one who abused her. But now she would never get the chance to see the girl rehabilitated, all thanks to this....thing. Her hands tightened around the handles of her trusty knives and she got ready to throw one but just as her arm coiled behind her, she felt a sudden flash behind her eyes and she gasped in surprise more than anything, falling to her knees as the images started to shuffle before her vision.

She saw a wolf running from other animals, weres, it had to be. The wolf was by herself, alone and suddenly she was getting attacked in all directions. Kat gasped again, feeling her body wanting to react, to fight, to defend the wolf but also to fight off this vision or attack or whatever the hell it was that was paralyzing her. Air hissed through her teeth as her jaw set in determination and by the time the visions were done, she was gasping for breath with her hands on the pavement, the knives on the ground beside them. Slowly her gaze lifted to the shadow in the middle of all the blood...and there she found the wolf she had seen in her vision. She could see now that the wolf was bloodied and battered, injured in more than one place and looking like she needed assistance. Most hunters would probably take the advantage to finish her off while she's wounded. But Kat didn't know what she could trust.

Grabbing the knives, she held them at her sides as she slowly stood to her feet, but she didn't raise them for attack this time. Her brows furrowed. "What was that? How do I know what I was seeing was true and not some manipulation you put there to make me feel sorry for you?"




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