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.
City Creek Center
Dark Hunter Department
Inner Sanctum
Red on the Water
Starlight Tower
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.
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.
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
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
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.
Flipping idly through the pages of the paper, the man rolled his eyes. Human news was of no interest to him, nothing new ever seemed to appear on the black and white pages. Perhaps a murder here, or a robbery there, but nothing to really catch his attention and get him excited; it was all the same. Folding the paper up, he dropped it next to him on the table as the waitress brought him his plate. He enjoyed breakfast and most days would find his way to the café for a platter of eggs, bacon and toast. He was a usual customer, and the woman knew that he wouldn't speak when she set his plate down, as he had no interest in engaging in any sort of conversation. He didn't care about how her day was, how the weather was, and he wasn't about to spill his problems to the minimum wage paid woman in the café. Of course, if she did her job right and kept her mouth shut, he always made sure to tip her well, a reward for following instructions. Only halfway through his meal and the quiet scene is interrupted by another customer who is obviously disgruntled. He couldn't help but smirk as the customer began to raise hell. Her insult actually caused the man to stifle back a laugh as the waitress scurried around to grab the plate and bring it to the window to get it replaced quickly. Spencer allowed his eyes to avert to the customer to whom he slowly traced over her body, obviously the first thing he noticed was her breasts. She was attractive to say the least and he almost got up to go over to her until she spoke once more, causing even more havoc. Dismissing the waitress, she got up to leave; only Spencer noticed that she went to the back and not the front. Being the observant type, he didn't miss when she took a right to the men's restroom instead of a left to the ladies. What was going on? Of course he wanted to find out, causing him to stand up and drop a wad of cash on the table before making his way to the men's restroom. The warlock was able to smell her as soon as he rounded the corner, before he even opened the door, causing a wicked grin to come onto his face. He pushed the door open quickly, careful not to make a sound as he slipped into the room. He could hear her moans of pleasure as he practically tiptoed over to the stall door. He could have turned around, left the scene and the café and gone on about his busy day. But when he laid eyes on the busty woman, he wanted her, and when Spencer wanted something, he was sure to make it his. Using a small amount of magic, he was able to unlock the stall opening the door to see the woman propped against the wall, pants down, pleasing herself. His eyes narrowed as they traced up her body, finally making it to her face. "Well, well, what do we have here..." He looked her over again, eyes stopping on different parts of her body. Then without another word, Spencer shut and locked the stall with his magic, all the while moving over to her. He reached up and brushed her face with the back of his hand, lightly tracing her throat, before he grabbed it, putting just a small amount of pressure around it. He then brought his lips to hers as he pulled her face up. His kiss was fierce as he savaged her lips, his tongue making its way into her mouth. He let go of her throat, allowing both hands to grab and fondle her breasts while he kept his mouth on hers. He reached around her, pulling her to him, pressing her body against his as he unclasped her bra, letting his hand go under her shirt, feeling the soft skin of her breast, his fingers rubbing her nipple as he bit her bottom lip. The man then leaned in to her ear, "You're mine," His breath lingering on her before he began kissing down her neck and collarbone. Left hand on her chest, the man allowed his right hand to drop even lower, putting his hand between her legs. Then he slipped a finger inside her, then another as he grunted, pleased with how wet she was. Pushing her into the corner of the stall he kept his fingers in her, his thumb playing with her as he bit her neck. "Show me you want it," He growled as he pressed his pelvic against hers, letting her feel his hardness. Oh yes, the warlock wanted it now, but he wanted to know she did, and once he got the okay, Spencer wasn't known for playing nice. If you're going to have skeletons in your closet, You might as well let them out and make them dance. |