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    The South

    Although the southern parts of the city might not have the luxuries of the north or the down town vibe of the east, but these suburbs still have their own sort of charm. Here small neighborhood owned shops often run rampant, individuals often know each other by first name. The west is a quaint, quiet part of town. It's the sort of place where children can be seen playing safely on the sidewalks and clamoring in the park. On the weekends in the families often take to the beach to enjoy the warm waters that surround the city.

    What's You'll Find Here

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    Beachside Bar & Bistro

    owned by Adelaide Labelle
    3 employees

    Beachside Bar & Bistro

    Resting right on the beach near the small, locally owned shops and markets sits a bar and bistro with an elegant yet modern interior. There is seating both indoors and outdoors on the back patio where one can enjoy the melodic sounds of saltwater waves and fresh air. The menu consists of French dishes alongside American and Seafood choices and a wide range of liquors at the bar inside to accommodate the varied tastes and cravings of its customers. It is a charming little establishment that allows for those needing a break from the busy city streets to come and unwind.

    Owner Adelaide Labelle

    Barkeeper Killian Carrick
    Waitress Abigail Hughes
    Waitress Elain Daray

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    Hyde Park

    Hyde Park

    Hyde Place takes up a large part of the Southern side of the city and includes a large playground, several fountains, and a small garden. The park is open from five in the morning till midnight though many shady characters may visit this place while it's technically "closed". The park has also been a venue for several concerts and hosts many holiday related events. Under a full moon, witches are often seen here for the sacred ground beneath the iconic Weeping Beech.

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    The Outskirts

    The Outskirts

    Beyond the city limits and over the bridge lies the deep, dark, and almost impenetrable forest. Often times seen as a way to guard this magical city from the world that surrounds it, many are entirely ignorant of the evil that may creep between those tree trunks. Many were-creatures use the forest for the transformations of their newest members and some even take to hunting here. It isn't particularly peculiar for people to go missing within this forest but once you get through, the rest of the world awaits.

it's like i'm stuck73.32.203.196Posted On December 29, 2017 at 2:56 PM by emerson navarro



Names were very unique to each individual. Where names came from had been something that Emmy had been interested in for some time. After all, with a name like Emmerson, she had always wondered where her parents had plucked her name from. She understood biblical names: Sarah, David, Joseph, Mary, etc. She even understood historical names like George, Elizabeth, Kathryn, etc. But Emerson. It was not like it had a clear root anywhere. Perhaps her mother had gotten it from a book she had read. But what book? Where did the author get the name? It simply opened up more questions than she had answers to. “I have a sister named Camryn…don’t hear that one as often either. I’m not sure what my mom was thinking when she named us.” Her eyes softened as she spoke of her mother. She missed her family…but she couldn’t forget how they had been so quick to cast her aside when they discovered she had powers. She came from a city who was in denial about the existence of witches and Emmy paid for it every day since she discovered her roots.

The two women talked a little bit about the city and Kathryn mentions that where she came from, it was mostly warm all year around. Emmy chuckled. “You’re in for a treat! It gets cold enough to snow here in the winter time. I hope you have a coat!” Emmy had lived in just about every state. With a father in the military, she moved around a lot. She had been exposed to all types of weather and seasons. Strangely enough, her favorite time of year was winter. There was just something magical about walking out of your house to nothing but white. It was peaceful when the whole world was still and covered in snow. Emmy found that was when she liked to go jogging. Despite the cold, it offered her a sense of tranquility that could not be duplicated in any way. It was therapeutic.

Emmy asks what brings her to Sacrosanct, having found that most people had a reason to be here for one reason or another. Some came for work, some came because this place was very accepting of supernatural beings. All different answers, all valid. She nods softly when she said it was time for her to just be on her own. Emmy knew and understood that feeling. While she hadn’t quite been ready for her umbilical cord to be cut, she had survived as best she knew how. She liked to think she was doing pretty well for herself.

However, the demeanor of the meeting changed when she was asked why she was here. Should she lie? Kathryn was a complete stranger and perhaps it wasn’t right to unload her troubles on the poor soul. She sighed. Emmy never could lie. “An unfortunate circumstance led to the death of my boyfriend. I came here to find his family and tell them.” There. That was simple enough without giving out too many details. The truth was far less simple: She had summoned a tornado that collapsed the abandoned building she and Alex had been staying in. Alex had shielded her from the collapsing building and it had cost him his life. Alex’ family hadn’t been in contact with him for years. It seemed only right that she let them know their son had passed.





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