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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

Where you invest your love, you invest your life; [open]192.206.23.249Posted On December 27, 2017 at 11:29 AM by DAREIOS



It's not the long walk home that will change this heart, but the welcome I receive after the restart.



The vampire pulled on the satin robe and the colorful cords that signaled his many esteemed titles and academic accolades while his publicist delicately fastened the flat-topped cap upon his head. She smiled at him as she fidgeted with it, finally settling it to a somewhat lopsided position atop his head. Since Dareios had become the mayor of Sacrosanct, several semesters at the local university had passed. So had new citywide legislation that aimed to spread equality and fairness to all of the city's residents, supernatural or not. But this was the first time he'd been invited to be speak at a commencement ceremony.

There was something about being in the old musty halls of a college building that lifted his spirits, despite the tedious and seemingly never-ending precautions he had to take just to do his job. When Dareios was still human, his family was far too poor to afford him a proper education. He dropped out of grade school to help his father and brother on the farm in rural Ireland. But the lure of the Industrial Revolution drew him and his brother to Dublin as strapping and ambitious young men, where they were promptly met by lascivious vampires, who in turn, converted them. After decades of debauchery while he was still learning to control these newfound desires and instincts, Dareios made a point to get the education he sorely missed as a human. He spent many years at Cambridge and later Harvard, collecting an insurmountable number of degrees to his name. He was fascinated by so many subjects, and given the lengthy timeline he had acquired to live with his undead status, he saw no reason not to collect as many degrees as he so wished.

But time went on, and eventually his interests turned to other things. For some time he became immensely entrepreneurial. His businesses generated him a great fortune. And when he grew bored of that, he became overly indulgent in philanthropic causes. That eventually lead him to run for public office. It was fulfilling, nevertheless, for the vampire to return to the halls of an academic institution in this coveted role. It wasn't that often that he experienced something new, for the first time, anymore. He'd worked particularly hard on the speech he was about to give to the next generation of working youth. Dareios found it difficult to walk the fine line of lecturing and being humorous, but was pleased with the balance he came up with.

The ceremony came and went all too fast however, but Dareios was reeling as it ended. He stood among the crowd to shake the hands of jubilant parents and posed for selfies with students and their families. If the undead vampire could in fact be physically beaming in appearance, he would be now. It had a been a rewarding day. But much like the ceremony, the day had come and gone and night was now upon him. He warded off his publicist and his driver, opting to take a long walk home back to Anacosta Heights tonight instead. The weather was cold and blistering, and as such, the vampire pulled his heavy black peacoat tighter against his chest. But he paid the weather no mind -- he was in too good of a mood to let it get him down. As such, he continued to stroll down the damp sidewalks on the east side of town, blissfully unaware of the buzzing phone, and all of his awaiting commitments, piling up in his pocket.

Dareios Auerbach | Vampire | Vinyl




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