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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

TO WIN ANY BATTLE,104.53.149.29Posted On June 22, 2017 at 9:05 AM by MAGNÚS RÓARR DVÆRG


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


As he sat next to this little girl – no matter the battle of fear and admiration she was undergoing – having a conversation with her, she made him feel nearly human again. He realized how shallow all his interaction had been between his gruesome obligation of playing the Grim Reaper. He realized that he understood himself more as an animal than a man. He could not remember the last time he chose to be in a genuine conversation. Usually he was bullshitting someone or babbling nonsense to other people at bars or in line in stores. He had yet to even have a decent talk with his brother.

She chatters along with him before having a sobering moment; perhaps this beast could be a criminal? He looks the part, doesn’t he? He simply arches a brow with mimicking question. Of course he was. Wasn’t it all too obvious, even beyond the bad-boy facade? But he was not about to answer her; leaving it at a simple jest with another chuckle and moving on.

Her reaction to his last statement was as suspected, her face deepening into a bright red color. It was adorable, really. If Magnus wanted to keep this little kitten around, he could not keep his secrets forever. He would have to feed her bits of trivia about who he is until she could handle the whole truth. And of course, testing the waters along the way. She stutters and struggles for a response and he simply watches her as she attempts to regain her composure. ”Of course not, but the risk made it that much more fun.” he says despite her plead for him not answer her, leaning toward her slightly to do so.

He continues with another inquiry and just as he was about to give her an early congratulations on her school, the elevator slips in the shaft and throws the little lady into his lap. He chuckles under his breath as she checks him for any bruises, scanning her forehead for any redness of her own. He says nothing, not wanting to make it any worse for her as she removes herself from atop his legs. And when the elevator jerks again, he puts his opposite arm out so that she lands in his lap and not against the wall. He wraps his arm around her when she sits up to look up at him, pulling her rump closer to him and tucking his fingers under her thigh.

How could he not take advantage?

”I’m fine.” he says softly, his other hand sweeping her bangs from her forehead to inspect her this time. ”Are you okay?”


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








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