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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
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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

bee to the blossom, moth to the flame; each to his passion; what's in a name?166.137.125.122Posted On October 19, 2017 at 8:04 PM by MIYAKO AIKEN



It had taken a while, but Miya had finally come to terms that her roommate was a vampire.

It was absurd!

It defied logic. Now Arlo was telling her there were more than just humans out there. What did he say again? Oh yeah, were-creatures. He didn’t explain much on them but the Asian woman was still trying to subdue the disbelief that so threatened to engulf her. She couldn’t imagine he would lie to her, I mean, he didn’t lie to her about him being a vampire.

Clapping a hand over her face, it took her until that moment to realize how hard it must have been for him to tell her what he was. She had gone as far as to call the man gay! Clearly, Arlo needed to work on his speech about “coming out as a vampire.” The woman was entirely sure he was gay prior to their… altercation. As the mortification slowly begins to set in, her face burns with embarrassment as she clutches the mug in front of her. Even the coffee couldn’t subdue the humiliation that wafted off the girl.

Heaving a sigh, she decides she needs to apologize to Arlo. Really, the man hadn’t done anything wrong, though she still wanted to pummel him for inflicting a wound on himself in order to get her to believe him. Shaking her head, she quickly finishes her Americano, the coffee now luke warm on her tongue as she had contemplated far too long on whether she wanted to return to the apartment or not. Again, another sigh escapes those lips before she quietly pushes back from the bar, slinging her messenger bag over her shoulder and dropping the mug into a bin. Smiling faintly at the barista she’s ready to leave, already preparing for the cold wind that had so struck Sacrosanct with the fall weather on its way.

It wasn’t terrible, though she hadn’t quite acclimated to the sudden drop in temperature.

Miya is almost to the door before the sight of a rather haggard woman catches her eye. Hesitating, she should really be going but the thought of returning to the house while Arlo slept didn’t particularly sound enjoyable, she knew she would sit there and get herself worked up. Pausing for only a moment longer, she turns and makes her way to the stranger at the table, her short locks dripping with water and her face gaunt as if she were not feeling well. Noting the sweat that so adorned her forehead, Mi sidles up closer to her to see if the girl was truly sick. Narrowing her eyes in concentration, the Asian woman couldn’t decide so she steps closer and offers a small smile to the stranger.

“Are you feeling alright?” She asks, her voice quiet though there’s an air of authority to it, the tone she uses with her patients in the hospital. “Do you need a jacket? I can give you mine, that wind out there is terribly cold.”

Miyako Aiken



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