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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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    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
    3 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
    Assistant Manager Calliel Alosi
    Barista Beylani Rose

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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

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    The Bakery

    owned by Taliah Vieira
    2 employees

    The Bakery

    The Bakery is a small bakery that serves anything that your heart desires, from sweet to savory this little place has it all. The area overall is small and cozy, a seating area that lines the windows and several bakery cases that provide freshly baked goods every day. The Bakery also takes special orders and delivers to local cafes.

    Owner Taliah Vieira

    Baker Sterling Tenembrage
    Baker Ludovino Donati

guess i'll have to find out one day then120.154.95.146Posted On December 19, 2017 at 11:40 PM by Arlo

Arlo James

See what it's like to be a vulture's lunch



It was like every single nerve in his body was on fire. Some sort of...energy seeming to pulse through it and yet it was hardly a good sort of energy in any sense. Rather, whatever it was, damn well hurt. That first time was so entirely shocking Arlo very near scrambled back into his seat wide-eyed. His blue gaze firmly upon those retreating women with the firm belief they were to blame. One of them apparently having sensed his intentions maybe- or having remembered that she’d hardly passed out at all. Arlo failing to consider Damon in any sense. In fact, in the wake of that source of blood departing his company he’d nearly forgotten about the other vampire entirely. Blood, for Arlo, still very much an eclipsing substance that seemed to take over his mind to the very point he often forgot his surroundings at all. For several moments longer the young vampire merely blinked after those retreating girls. Arlo waiting until he was sure their attention was elsewhere before rising smoothly from his chair again. The man getting no more than a step in their direction before that pain seemed to flair within him again. Arlo gritting his teeth against it as that groan of pain was forced from him. Good fucking God.

It was pure stubbornness that saw the younger vampire attempt to step forward all the same, as if some part of him seemed to believe he might be able to somehow break that hold with pure determination and yet his very body was spasming, his knees threatening to give way. Arlo summoning that affinity to him then to abruptly teleport- that hold whoever or whatever had over him snapping the moment he disappeared into thin air, providing the man a breath of relief as he landed back in that chair. That power failing to strike him again. As if the chair was somehow….safe? Was it because it was made of wood and wood didn’t conduct electricity? Was that it? Had it even been electricity he was being zapped with. That confusion still clear upon his features before that offhand comment from Damon saw Arlo round on him. It had been Damon!? That bastard. Who the hell was he to go around zapping people? Arlo’s lips pulled briefly back to show those fangs before he seemed to think slightly better off it. His arms folded with that huff across his chest.

When Damon had said he was going to help him he’d been expecting some sort of pep talk or something, not shock therapy. Damon almost seeming as if he was enjoying himself before promptly announcing it to be negative reinforcement. If Arlo wasn’t hungry then he should eat. The man continuing to scowl at the other vampire now- clearly unimpressed with his efforts. A snort erupting from within him then. Damon was right, he supposed, to an extent. He wasn’t...hungry exactly. He’d only just fed and yet it was the principal off it! That was his food. Arlo simply desiring that blood because it was there to be had. God, he really was a monster and yet it was damn hard to stop himself. That apparent food agressions decidedly potent in the younger vampire as he seemed to contemplate his own words before at last offering them.

“Well- you didn’t have to bloody do that! I know I’m not hungry it’s just….I mean…..I don't know why I wanted them, ok? I don’t know. I just kinda want blood like all the time even when I’m not that hungry. Everyone says i’ll grow out of it but how freaking long does that take?”

His features softened slightly again as he regarded Damon now. That question entirely serious before he cast those girls a final look, reluctantly letting them leave, the man muttering slightly under his breath before finishing that last of that drink.

“I don’t think I need any more...er….lessons for tonight do I?”

One eye lifted slightly, Arlo almost hoping Damon didn’t have some other test in mind he was likely about to fail only to get zapped again.

“So what do I have to do to get a ride home out of you? Or is that free, bud?”




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