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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

Conversations, È il mio cavallo di battaglia72.174.74.6Posted On November 26, 2017 at 9:02 PM by Ludovino Donati

“It’s a piece of metal,” Ludo overheard Azrael simply state to Raven how meaningless the artifact was. As he observed the two in conversation he noticed when Azrael made the aloof comment about the coin(?) Raven winced. There had to be a reason the woman was wiping the blood anxiously off the pendant. “Maybe you should hold onto that pendant just in case, yeah?” Ludo expressed while peering over Raven’s shoulder trying to examine what was engraved in the metal. As Azrael prattled on about the uselessness of the coin, there was a sudden transition of Azrael’s attention now to his phone. He was swift and nimble with his hands. Ludovino gazed down at Azrael’s blurred hands clacking away on his phone, and wondered who it was he was conversing with. It had to be about what had just happened in the alleyway. Or perhaps, he could have more information on what the pendant truly was.

Before Ludo could open his mouth to inquire more, Azrael referred to some sort of council. Ludo felt his whole body perk up at the mention of the congregation. It seemed that Raven had been in a predicament beforehand with this council and one gentleman named Frost. “Sounds like a real jackass anyway. Who would name their kid Frost?” Ludo amusingly thought to himself. He understood that it was not his place to get involved in what seemed to be an unpleasant past between Frost and Raven, so he let the conversation die down, not daring to make any sort of remark about it.

Shifting his attention now onto the muted murmur of the Cat’s Meow, he partially listened to the conversation awkwardly fizzle out when there was no more information to give to one another. Noticing Azrael now fully concentrated on Ludo, he turned to face him. Azrael was quick to pick up that he spoke Italian. He also expressed that he had been by Italy when he proceeded to ask Ludo what part he was from. “Ah, Turin? È bello! (It’s beautiful.) I’m from Naples. A bit on the grittier side, but nonetheless spectacular. It held fantastic food and expressive people.” He cheerily bragged, reminiscing the recent past. “About the Hunter, does this kind of thing uh, happen in the city often? As far as rogue Hunters go?” Ludo questioned, shifting his focus between Azrael and Raven.

“It doesn’t seem Hunters are well-uh, appreciated around here.” Ludo mentioned as he glanced at all the people making sure they stayed out of Azrael’s line of sight. “Az? That’s a good nickname, I think I’ll use it. You can call me Ludo or just Lud. No matter to me,” Ludo toothily grinned. He continued to converse with Azrael, focused on each question he asked Ludo. “Yes, I’m new to the city. Moved in to Hawethorn village about a week ago. Fresh to the scene still. If you have any recommendations on good Italian food, I’m all ears. None can beat mother’s though, yeah?” he joked around, now letting a bit of his guard down in the conversation between him and Az. “I’ve never been a part of a council. I’m not sure if that was ever prominent in my hometown. I do work for my father mostly. I plan on staying here for a bit. I feel this place will be…interesting, to say the least.”

He slurped some more of his scotch as he concentrated on the back of the bar. “How long have you been here for? You work for this council, yeah?” As Ludo waited for a response he turned his barstool back to include Raven into the conversation as well. “Can I see that pendant for a second?” Ludo asked, as he extended out his palm. “I think you’ll find alcohol will help clean the dried blood a bit better that just a rag. I promise I’ll give it back,” he warmly spoke. “Ah, even better,” Ludo declared, as he pushed his scotch glass towards Raven. “I think it’d be better if you do it anyway. I wouldn’t want to ruin anything.” He looked her up and down, still trying to pin down her personality. “Where you from Raven?” “It seems you take part in this council as well?” Genuinely asking, Ludo leaned back in the bar stool and waited for her to speak.

Ludovino Donati
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