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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.

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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
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    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

Ashes to Ashes50.46.99.184Posted On June 04, 2016 at 12:55 AM by Anna-Marie Belrose

Anna-Marie Belrose


Anna’s small fingers had all but demolished the beautifully arranged bouquet of flowers. Systematically had she plucked each colorful petal and tossed it onto the walkway at her feet. Its bright colors and fragrant scent only mocked her irritable mood so it had to be destroyed. The fact that she had spattered blood on her from feeding didn’t bother the child, nor did she care about the looks of any straggling passerbys. In a city full of supernaturals, the humans were beginning to learn to give any out of the ordinary appearing individuals a wide berth. Although Anna didn’t normally kill when well fed, there was little promise of such saving grace for if she was angered.

The approach of a person hardly went noticed, too entranced with her task at hand. It wasn’t until those feminine lilting lyrics met her ears did Anna’s interest stray from the flowers. Anna offered no resistance at the smoothing of her blonde hair tucked behind her ear before the strange woman gripped her chin to force her attention upwards. One inhale was enough to tell Anna that this woman was a vampire as well. “Sebastian is hiding from me. I don’t think he likes to play.” Anna offered her explanation easily as her icy blue eyes surveyed the woman. The fingers which had rested on the de-flowered sticks twitched slightly, seeking out the stranger’s essence. It would only take a twist of the wrist to shove her away but for now Anna kept her ability in check. After all, this woman was certainly much prettier and well-dressed compared to the other vampires she had run across in the city. Those young blooded, freshly turned mongrels always made Anna wish to rip their heads from their bodies if only to ensure they didn’t breed. Surely this one was worth more time. Blood tinted lips twisted into a playful smirk around small fangs, “My name’s Anna. Do you want to play?” Perhaps, if Sebastian would not play, then she could coerce this one to instead.

Anna let the bouquet fall from her grasp and folded her hands diligently onto her lap. “Do you know any games? Sebastian doesn’t know any and I have to choose them all. …I know all the good games.” She slid from the bench and brushed a few lingering crushed petals from the front of her dress before standing before the woman expectantly. “Can we play games in there?” Her gaze shifted away from Chrishlyn to the towering hotel that jutted into the sky behind the bench. The night was normally about running free and not with four walls surrounding and confining you like during the day. However, Anna had never before been within that hotel and her curiosity was certainly piqued. Surely there must be a new game or plaything to be had within the brightly lit up and rather lavish appearing building. “Just one game…I promise to be good.” That playful smile returned to her features as she looked back at Chrishlyn. Sebastian only agreed to play with her if she agreed to behave to which made the young vampire grumpy to say the least but was willing to say the words if it would get the woman to play with her. Though from the tone in the child’s voice and the way her blue eyes glittered mischievously, it wouldn’t be hard for the trained of eye to tell that Anna wasn’t planning on keeping to the promise.




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