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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
    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

TO WIN ANY BATTLE, 107.193.17.54Posted On April 18, 2017 at 11:36 AM by MAGNÚS RÓARR DVÆRG


MAGNÚS RÓARR DVÆRG
BROTHER of IÓRKÆLL & STALLARI of ÚTLAGI
w e r e l i o n


She was sheltered or scared of what she's been told is bad. She couldn't deny it with the quirk of her brow; though he did not react does not mean he did not note it. If the mention of drugs raises concern, he could only wonder what she would think of his career. She was absolutely precious; so petite with such a youthful complexion. Not to mention she was exotic. But would she really be his type? Innocence was adorable but he needed someone that could handle him.

Or he could simply corrupt her.

Would she let it happen?

With so much time on their hands, he will just have to find out.

She mentions something about wishing she could have a 9-5 job but Magnus says nothing in return. He considered asking her what it was that she does for a living but knew, of course, that would only spark her own curiosity - a curiosity that he did not want to answer to. Luckily she continues and he allows her to, simply watching her with a slight smile that only encouraged her to do so. Watching as he triggered her with a simple look, causing her nervousness to overwhelm her.

(That didn't take long at all.

Perhaps she would.

Magnus just had to wait for the right moment to take control.)

Then she asks him an odd question; at least to him. "No point in passing out over me, darling." He chuckles at her, his expression had a perfectly feigned tenderness as he boldly watched her as she stripped the sweater from her gently sloping form. It was far too hot in the elevator for layers and he could only assume that the temperature would only rise the longer they were stuck in here. "Who knows how long we will be in here." He flashes a look at the emergency button again but decides against pressing it again.

Someone will want to use the elevator eventually.

Peering back to Miya he finds her studying his tattoos and he knew there would be an inquiry in tow. "I felt pain, that's for sure." he chuckles, rolling his arms so that she may look upon all of the pieces. "I think the worst ones were on my ribs though." He lifts his shirt to reveal his sculpted abdomen and canvas skin. A large cat stares back on his stomach, surrounded by a snake and a soldier on his hip. But he points at the anchors, one on each side of his ribcage. "How come I have the impression that the craziest thing you've done is get your ears pierced?"

He grins devilishly.


TO WIN ANY BATTLE
you must fight as though you are already dead








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