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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

it better be or i totally blame you, bud120.154.95.146Posted On January 05, 2018 at 11:24 PM by Arlo

Arlo James

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



In all the time he’d been alive, which really, compared to Damon, wasn’t all that long- Arlo was mostly sure he’d never heard anyone, vampire or otherwise, claim that being a vampire was the best thing that ever happened to them. Whether he wanted to let it or otherwise. Hell, most vampires seemed to think it was the worst, or in the least they seemed to hate their Makers for it. Even he had hated Patrick, for awhile, his own emotions about that fateful night never really having managed to settle. Patrick had saved his life, by killing him, the idea of that never truly having managed to sit well with Arlo all the same. Then the press had gotten involved, after all, a rockstar couldn’t die without the press having a fucking field day over it. It had taken years to bury those papers and the things they said over the very way he had died. As if they thought they knew. As if they thought they understood the events that had led to him lying at Patrick’s feet that night. He hadn’t...really….been trying to do that thing they said he did, had he? God maybe it was better not to think on it. At least not without a much fuller bottle of alcohol in front of him. Arlo pushing the idea away for now. His attention focusing largely on Damon instead. Maybe the guy was a prick and a jerk but, outside of Sebastian and Malek, he’d been one of the only vampires….ever to even try and help him. That meant something, didn’t it?

“Guess we’ll wait and see.”

He offered simply as he rose from that seat then to follow Damon back out to that car. Arlo willing enough to admit that he really did just kinda like driving in the car. Was that wrong? Damon had a pretty epic car, so shoot him, he liked to been seen in it even if he wasn’t the one driving. Hell, maybe one day he could get something just as nice. If he didn’t get himself killed first. The thought alone seeing him scowl. Still, that thanks of sorts was in order all the same. Even if Damon’s methods hadn’t exactly been his favourite. Still, the vampire hadn't ripped his head off and for that, at least, Arlo was willing to stop plaguing his bar and feeding off his customers. The idea that Damon might occasionally have someone that gave him problems though wasn’t to much of a stretch was it? Damon didn’t exactly seem like the preserver of life over there so what was throwing him a few bones every now and then, so to speak? Arlo more than capable of making any problematic vampires….disappear….or in the very least rethink hanging around Red on The Water again- besides- he got a meal out of it too. It was win win. Damon’s assurance that maybe that could be arranged tugging that genuine simper back to his own lips again.

“If you’ve ever got a meal for me let me know then. I can teleport there from wherever I am pretty damn quick, just saying.”

It was that idea of a meal, so to speak, that prompted that other idea of sorts to his lips then. Arlo glancing away slightly as he asked after that possibility of a...job….of sorts. Maybe. Hell, He’d never asked for a job in his whole life and yet if Damon was paying that idiot he’d jumped to take out the trash then couldn’t he manage that himself? That query off his customers service skills seeing the younger vampire glance upward.

“Sure I have those.”

Well. He wasn’t totally sure but the key was in the confidence right? Maybe if he just pretended he knew what the hell he was saying he’d get by. It had worked for most of his life so far. Arlo nodding a moment later even despite his distinct lack of skill in either of those areas.

“That’s be good, bud. Thanks.”

His hand lifted easily then, offering Damon those directions then towards his own place. Arlo readily requesting the other vampire stop several blocks from his apartment all the same, the young vampire easily within teleporting distance now and hey- he was hardly silly enough to let Damon know exactly where he lived just yet. Mentor or not. Arlo waiting until that car pulled to a stop before stepping from the vehicle and out onto the street. The man leaning on the windowsill then, that piece of folded paper handed back to Damon.

“That’s my number, don’t go giving it around and hey, bud? Don’t take this the wrong way but I’d still really like to try your blood some time.”





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