East

The east side of the city is the very heart of Sacrosanct - it's unique skyline is a clash between modern sky rises and small Victorian-inspired 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. It's here that magic thrives, it hums in every stone and can be felt in every breath. Often, newcomers to the city may become overwhelmed by such sensations but, eventually, it becomes an ever-present feeling that's hardly noticed.

What You'll Find Here

City Creek Center
Dark Hunter Department
Inner Sanctum
Red on the Water
Starlight Tower

City Creek Center

The City Creek Center is an upscale open-air shopping center centered in the heart of downtown Sacrosanct. With its numerous fountains, foliage-lined walkways, and bubbling streams, City Creek Center offers three blocks of chic boutiques, delicious dining, and the newest showrooms.

Dark Hunter Department

The City of Sacrosanct's Dark Hunter Department's primary concern is the safety of all of Sacrosanct's residences. Their public safety responsibilities include code enforcement and supernatural crime prevention. The Sacrosanct Dark Hunter's Department follows the directions of the International Dark Hunter Council and serves as a local point of contact for any Dark Hunters working within the Council's ranks.

Inner Sanctum

The Inner Sanctum is an independently's owned specialty coffee company and cafe with a singular focus: quality. A hidden gem on the side streets of the busy downtown, the Inner Sanctum source's the world's finest beans and local treats. From it's delectable pastries to the exquisite latte art, the Inner Sanctum is dedicated to both its craft and the customer's experience. With beans roasted in house and every cup prepared by the best baristas, you will never be disappointed at the Inner Sanctum.

Owner Alexander Macedonia

Barista Alexis Wilde

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 flair 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.
Home of: Elysium

Owner Isolt Marcello

Co-Owner Damon Marcello
Waitress Yumi Chizue

Starlight Tower

With one hundred floors and a 125-foot spire, the Starlight Tower rises high above the Sacrosanct skyline. More than just a landmark, the Starlight Tower offers a unique mix of restaurants, shops, and offices spaced throughout the building. Organized into nine verticle zones, each of which features a sky lobby and a light-filled garden atrium which merge the upscale interior with a faux landscaped exterior setting.

What You'll Find Here

Crash Choir Records
Pentagram
Ellington Enterprise

The Name is not as Important as the Tone behind the Voice


Posted on July 19, 2016 by Katarina Foster
East


So far my time back has been quite relaxing. Well, as relaxing as being in bed with Kohl can be. He sure seemed happy to see me, among other things.

The bar is teeming with supernaturals and humans alike. My senses are on high alert the minute I walk into the place, nostrils tingling with the smell of smoke and booze. I'm just as much about a good drink binge as anyone; just ask Kohl. He once dared to challenge me to a drinking contest and tried to call it a tie. I'd say it was anything but. But hangovers are no fun and I know drunkards when I see them. Too much of anything is a bad thing, or so they say. Of course I always thought vampires and weres didn't really get drunk or hangovers. I thought their metabolism was too high or something. I can't remember everything from the textbooks so I could be wrong.

I'm always listening, even as I'm talking to a bartender further down the bar. I can hear a man a few stools down talking to the other bartender, something about not having to throw him out because he's not here for trouble. One brow arches upward in suspicion as I glance toward him out of the corner of my eye. He has almost a feral appearance with his long hair up in a bun like an ancient sailor or something. His eyes glow with intelligence not usually borne to those who frequent areas like this so that can only mean he's supernatural, perhaps even the one I came in search of.

I know the man is checking me out as well, a knowing look in his eyes. The jig is up so I straighten and move down the bar until I'm standing beside his stool. Only then do I lean my elbows across the bar and turn my head to him. He turns around to face me, leaning back against the bar as casual as you please, his eyes half hooded as he asks what he can help me with. I match his dangerous smile with a mischeveous smirk of my own, my body tingling with a new felt sensation of...attraction? Sure, the man has a wild side that has that woodcutter appearance, the "real man" look that some girls would probably go for but look at me. I'm with Kohl who is anything but a manly man. I mean, he's not a wimp or anything, but he's not the kind to get in bar brawls either unless he's using his powers from a distance or hiding under a table.

I roll my shoulders in discomfort, altogether unfamiliar with this sensation. It feels foreign somehow, like it was placed there. My eyes narrow just a tad toward the vampire before me. An affinity of his own perhaps? "Oh, a few simple questions that need answers, nothing you can't handle, I'm sure." The words seep out in a purr of their own accord toward him. I pull my eyes away from him if only to keep myself from staring. This whole feeling thing is making me want to study his features perhaps more than I usually would and it's disconcerting. Why couldn't Kohl be the only one in Sacrosanct with a power such as this?

My fingertips glide along the surface of the bar, my index finger making a slow soothing circle in the wet ring left over from a drinking glass, giving my eyes something to look at. "I'm with the Council and they've shown particular interest in you. They want to know you're nothing to fear, nothing we have to drive out before you go on a massacre when your day doesn't go as planned. Are you alone, Malek? Did you come with a coven or are you just a lone wanderer like most of your kind?" Only now do my eyes lift to meet his own, my keen senses wanting to pick up on any deceptions in his answer. I know his kind are rather sharp tongued when it comes to making up a good story.


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