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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

virtue has a veil, vice a mask47.186.158.204Posted On December 30, 2017 at 8:21 PM by Raven Clocksworth

i'm not ashamed of my scars, i'm ashamed of the world for not understanding.

The young she-wolf hardly wished to be a bother to anyone, with those she loved and those that were complete strangers. She always preferred to keep to herself until she felt like her presence was needed or even accepted. Through the abuse she endured, Raven was conditioned to believing she was a worthless creature. It would some time and effort from others to help the girl see that she had value and a purpose. Her deviant spotted companion succeed in this area. The boy declared her as his mate, marking her neck with his own bite, and calling her with that title in front of others. Little by little the woman eventually began to see that she could be wanted. Sadly though sometimes progress could be ruined. Bumping into the very well-dressed business man was an accident that she felt was entirely her fault. If she wasn’t having such a terrible headache then perhaps she would have noticed and kept out of his way. Being shoved aside and into the side of a brick building made her gasp aloud in pain. Keeping herself upright with her telekinesis, a very faint growl could be heard under her breath, as she felt those chains within her skull loosen up, her feral side wishing to take control. Luckily though she grasped the control once more, desperately trying to keep it.


Looking upward she noticed the business man was standing there frozen. There in front of him stood a very rough look rogue that clearly stuck out like a sore thumb here within the eastern side of the city. She had seen his type before, every night, down in the Ark where she lived and worked. The introverted woman would be wary around men like him, but being around his kind every night, left her feeling almost quite comfortable in his presence. Another spasm at the back of her head, and she reached upwards quickly clutching it, wishing that mere touch would numb it right away. Seeing that smirk grow upon his lips made the lupine throw him a soft shy simper, grateful for his involvement. It was obvious that the businessman took his threat seriously, noticing how he bolted from the pair of them, shouting like a lunatic. It shocked her when she felt his arm suddenly loop around hers, the man pulling her to his side as they spun around, walking in the direction she was originally heading towards. She needed to get home. The pain in her head increased as they walked through a large crowd, the streets busy with a lot of foot traffic during the holiday season. Once they managed to get to a quieter street did she begin to feel a little bit better. Slowly she would unwrap her arm from his own, pushing some of her golden-brown curls out of her eyes, causing her hood to fall. Gently she spoke up giving him a small smile.


“Thank You for that back there that was very kind of you. But you should be careful, that man may be rich enough to influence a Dark Hunter to take your hide.”


It wouldn’t be the first and it wouldn’t be the last. Not all Dark Hunters were bad. However, this city was full of crooks, of the human and supernatural kind. Just because they were part animal didn’t mean they needed to be treated like one. Raven had seen first-hand what it was like to be marked, and hunted down, all because she did something another person didn’t like. Not all Dark Hunters follow their rules and regulations. That businessman could be friends with a Dark Hunter and it wouldn’t be long until someone had him tagged and bagged. As they continued walking along she took a deep breath, the cold air bringing her some relief, as she felt that primal side of her start to calm down...if only slightly. It was best she warned him, should anything go wrong on their little walk.


“I...I go feral sometimes, this is helping, though. Walking and being away from the crowd. I owe you one, is there anything I can do to help you?”


Raven was quite a friendly creature and she was always willing to help out another, especially when they extended the same kindness to her.


Raven Clocksworth.
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