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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

hello, darling166.137.143.66Posted On January 10, 2018 at 3:30 PM by Andras Stein

death incarnate & night triumphant

Calloused hands are slipped into his pockets, those slacks fitting him entirely well as he casually strolls down the bustling of the streets. It had been a long while since he had attempted to wander around downtown in hopes of finding fellow faeries and yet, it hardly captivated his interest anymore, his mind preoccupied by Lani and Lani alone. He couldn’t stand to be away from her, a selfish almost possessiveness nature having taken ahold of him. Though, the monarch was aware that she had other things to attend to, she had her human life, her friends and even that blasted cat. No, he would not continuously harass her to remain in Somnia. The thought of his beloved little human could always bring joy into his heart though it was always followed with a dull ache, knowing it could not last nor could he push it further... even if they had already crossed several boundaries. Heaving a silent sigh, he pushes Lani to the corner of his mind, worried that he might turn around and hunt her down, just to feel her warm body wrapped in his arms. The Fae needed a distraction and that distraction came in the form of an extravagant limo.

Yet, it wasn’t the limo that had caught his attention it was the woman that stepped out of it. Her one hair immaculately curled, a dress, that would have been better suited for another part of town, hugs her frame and showing off those generous curves and her scent... it makes the man pause. He hadn’t truly been paying attention to the Fae that might have arrived recently in Sacrosanct, his mind entirely too preoccupied on other things. And yet, here was one of his kind, waltzing into the local pub, heads turning to watch the sauntering of her hips as she disappears behind that door. He’s hesitant at first, that first impression of her leaving an uneasy feeling in his gut. He should keep moving, not even attempt to interact with this one but he knew himself better than that. He couldn’t simply allow a faerie within the city not know about his court and the safety he extends, but still, that uneasiness finds him as he changes direction and slowly moves towards that entrance. Pushing open the door, his dark hazel eyes immediately adjust to the gloom as he takes in the noisy bar in front of him.

His mask is drawn over his face, blank eyes with a touch of cutlery playing at the corner of his mouth as he removes his hands from his pockets, his eyes scanning the bar. It hardly takes long for the man to find her, simply following the lustful gazes of the other men. Watching her slide into that seat, her posture perfectly perfect, she crossed a long leg before ordering herself a drink. From across the way, he can see her features shift into a friendly smile but he’s still wary. There’s something in her eyes that has him questioning his judgement on introducing himself. He would simply have to play his little game, how he despised it, yet it was sometimes necessary. He’s about to move his frame forward but pauses once again as a man, also dressed entirely too nice for the pub, slips into a seat next to her, his brows furrowing for a moment. The tattooed man hardly makes an effort to talk to the woman, his scent hidden by the numerous smells around him but he waits a touch longer, as if he were stalking his prey for the evening. And in a sense he was, but not to slip between someone’s sheets, that past time having been entirely extinguished in the wake of Lani.

It takes him only a moment longer to make his decision as he casually moves over to the bar, slipping into the other seat, his dark hazel eyes meeting the gaze of the other man briefly before he turns a cruel smile into the faerie woman, his tall frame sill towering over her even in a seated position, “Hello,” he purrs, those dark tenors rolling off his tongue easily, expressionless eyes falling on the woman, “A faerie within the city rarely escapes my notice and yet you managed,” he says smoothly, ignoring the bartender as she comes to take his order. Waving her off for a moment, his eyes return to the man next to her, unsure if they were an item, a brow arched his way, his scent finally drifting into his nostrils. “Ah, I see you’ve found a friend in a were,” Andras comments, nodding his head in the man’s direction.

Andras Steinhello darling



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