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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

togetherness is overrated67.143.208.94Posted On November 12, 2017 at 4:36 PM by Malia Tate



She wasn't expecting a free drink when she walked through the door of that pub but it certainly wasn't the kind of drink she was used to. She'd taken a sip of Tetradore's drink before and it was way too bitter for her taste and left her throat burning. She liked the fruity textures better since they reminded her of eating berries as a coyote in the woods. Less burn and yet she still got that rich buzz she was starting to recognize. She'd only been drinking twice so far but she found she rather liked the light airy feeling she got after a few of those fruity drinks. This stuff would probably just knock her on her ass. She glanced up as someone else spoke instead of the man she was speaking too. Arching a brow, she leaned forward on her stool to eye the next man down. Cutie? She'd never been called that before. She scowled thoughtfully. He was offering to take the drink so she shrugged. "Sure, have it." She was about to push the drink down to him when the first man grabbed it first, telling the other man that he could have it but don't call him cutie. Malia tilted her head, brows furrowed in confusion. Was this a thing?

She leaned forward again to look at the man who wanted the whiskey. "Were you calling him or me cutie? Maybe I misunderstood." There is no sarcasm in her tone, only genuine interest. So males sometimes flirted with other males? This was news to her. In the wild, coyotes mated male and female always. Of course that was the only way for litters to be produced, at least as far as she knew. Sure, there was sometimes close bonds between two females or two males but never anything more intimate than companionship. Sometimes a female would stick close to another female after the death of her mate in her grieving process, bonding with the female, but it's not like they acted like mates or anything like that. How would two men....? She wasn't even sure she wanted an answer for that. Then she was distracted by the man who slid the drink to the other man, who then pulled more money out and told the bartender to get whatever she wanted. Malia's brows raised as the bartender turned to her. "Uh...." she racked her brain, trying to think of what Tetradore or Henry had gotten her. "Strawberry daiquiri? I think that's what it was called." She must not have been that far off because the bartender gave her a puzzled expression for only a moment before he nodded and started mixing something up.

It smelled right anyway when he finally slid it over to her. She took an experimental sip and her eyes lit up. "Mm, yeah that's it! Thank you!" She grinned at the bartender before turning to the man beside her as he took a big sip from his own drink. She wrinkled her nose. "I don't see how you guys drink that stuff. Tastes like antifreeze if you ask me."





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