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
and i can never say no
Posted on August 21, 2016 by Rixon Leifsson
 There is a certain effortlessness with which the man so moves to guide the woman about the dance floor. It had been years, truly, since he had been required to display any skill in this regard and yet in the same unassuming manner in which the man so often displayed a number of his own more hidden skills the stallion simply moves to do as came so naturally to him here and now. He held little surprise that Nadya herself was clearly an apt dancer and yet he had seen her within the dark embrace of the burlesque, her body entirely capable of movements far more enchanting then this simple dance and yet in this moment at least Frost finds himself almost content with the more subtle touch he is afforded. He enjoys her closeness, even despite the eyes he is assured rest upon them still, the man distinctly aware of the myriad of thoughts that flicker within the minds of their companions and yet he makes some effort to detach himself all the same, focusing his attention near entirely upon the woman within his arms. The words she offers him in response are perhaps not unexpected, the snowy-haired taking some amusement in them all the same and yet his curiosity remains assured, intrigued entirely with just why it is she seems to believe he holds any such interest within her. She was, perhaps, not entirely incorrect in her assumptions, the man making no move to correct what she offers him. After all, was it not true that seeking to draw Nadya from the pack was, at least at first, an attempt to draw Nadya away from her brother and so irritate the green-eyed man he found such dislike in? Did he not desire to see that sad little pack fracture and break if only for the amusement such destruction so inevitable brought him? Her strength too, could hardly be denied, Nadya one of the more powerful among their kind and indeed her presence beside him would hardly be unwelcome in any sense. Yet while these desires existed still and entirely for the reasons the woman surely mentioned there had, somehow, become other reasons the man so seemed inclined to seek the attention of the woman before him now. Reasons that, on some level, confused him entirely, irritated him in their continued existence and yet all at once he had been made aware of as he never quite had been before. It was perhaps this realisation of....exactly what he seemed to desire from the woman that so prompted the mans request for something a little less public then the situation they found themselves within. He is a decidedly guarded creature by nature, Frost hardly inclined to show any emotion let alone within the public eye, the man as entirely as cold as his name in most situations and yet he finds the apology upon his lips all the same. Some part of him almost desiring to please the woman in a sense. His judgement on sending Edie within the Ark perhaps misguided, the man willing enough to admit as such. It is the sudden spark of thought within Nadya's own mind that so seems to seize his attention, Frost having refrained from peering within the woman's thoughts for the better part of the evening and yet those thoughts that so applied to himself were far harder to ignore as they fluttered within her thoughts and in turn to his own. He feels himself frown somewhere beneath that unruly mop of snowy hair, violet gaze lingering upon her at this myriad of emotion that so seems to tangle within. A reward? This is the last thought he seems to grasp from within her own before her form presses so suddenly against him, the stallion hardly moving to step away as her fingers curled within his shirt and his own head tilted downward to meet her lips. The taste of her was entirely was entirely as he remembered, his hands dropping to rest upon her waist and hold her to him in turn- hardly minding for this moment whom saw such an embrace between them before the sudden sound of shouting seemed to see them both pull apart. A huff of irritation he can hardly prevent releases from within him, the man loath to have this separation between them again, violet gaze narrowing sharply upon the Fae man that so seemed to be the cause of it. This Dorian was fast becoming more of an issue then the stallion so desired him to be and yet, once more it seemed it was his own pack mate that had so sparked the outburst, a pair of bouncers moving towards Edie with a clear intent their minds gave away. "She is a daring one, though I enjoy boldness." The words are for Nadya alone, though whether indeed he refers to Edie or the kiss Nadya had offered him but a moment ago remains unknown, his attention turned back to the panther at the words that fell from her lips. His name? That the woman might desire to know it had hardly occurred to him, his name- at least his birth name, was known by no one outside of his Icelandic home. Even Alexander had hardly been afforded it, such things within his culture decidedly....intimate. "If you can find a way to remove yourself from that Ark then I will give you my name." He allows the vaguest of simpers to trace his lips, hardly seeing a need not to provide the woman with something of an incentive to find a way to meet with him outside of the embrace of a crowd, violet gaze watching her hurry towards Samantha now- his own attention turned to Edie. It is merely by fortune alone that Dorian is spared any lash of his power, Nadya's grip upon the Fae's arm seeing his attention fixate on the bouncers alone as he moves to stride so silently back across the floor, taking Edie's arm so smoothly within his own as he appears at her side. His attention fixated upon the men before them. "A misunderstanding I believe, gentleman. The Fae is confused, he has had perhaps one to many of the drinks being served tonight. Though I think the both of you have as well." He is aware, decidedly so, of the fact both men had stolen at least one drink from the trays circulating despite the inappropriateness of such, his lip quirking ever so slightly though the look is hardly pleasant. "I think the alcohol may be bad, it causes hallucinations, the Fae surely the victim of them- my companion here has done nothing." One man has already begun to argue, the words halted upon his lips, features paled as what appears to be a dancing chair has captured his attention, his companion equally as absorbed in the sight of his own shoes- the illusion of a fox seated upon his very feet, staring up towards him. Frost moves, simply, to press against Edie's side, guiding her away from them both and into the crowd. "Are we having fun are we Edie? Did we enjoy upsetting the fairy, hmm? Would you like to see something more enjoyable?" It is a simple snap of his fingers that sees the first security guard collapse, a soft chuckle parting his lips before the second follows, crumpling into a heap- neither man dead nor truly injured, merely unconscious, a crowd hurrying to surround them. One eye lifted slightly as he glances to the one beside him in that same laconic ease. "Enjoyable, no? Now I think we should take our leave." |