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

i came here so you would come for me


Posted on October 25, 2016 by isolt griffin
East

isolt griffin

I'm more alive than I've ever been


Isolt knows well of the stubborness, the willfullness, of her companion. She knows, without the barest shard of doubt, that she will be met with resistance in her quest to see him rested... to see him revived, if only just. But here and now, in this arena, she proves the more stalwart force of the pair, frank and unapologetic in her rebuttal and refusal of his attempts to see her distracted from what she wills. He had born so much in the past twenty-four hours that it is a marvel in itself that he had found it plausible to come here; he had battled, bled, killed, and buried a past the ghosts of which would, undoubtedly, still go on haunting the pair beyond tonight. He had born so much... and his body had grown weary from it. There was no missing the indicators of exhaustion that marred his handsome face, foreign lines that told tale of his restless and his need for reprieve, shadows where there had previously been none.

It is for this reason that Isolt ushers him into Red's depths and into the private suite only previously utilized by herself and Damon, upon occasion. He required solitude now more than ever before. He required reprieve from the pressures, expectations, and responsibilities of leadership and of his pack. He required asylum from the learing eyes of the populace, an oasis amongst the metropolitan chaos of Sacrosanct. These things, all of them, would have to wait, for he must now care for himself in the same manner and to the same measure that he cared for so many others. Tetradore had been her knight in shining armor more times than she cared to admit, and now Isolt gladly takes from his head this weighty, cumbersome crown. She would be his knight in whatever way he might allow her, begrudging though his surrender undoubtedly was.

The auburn-haired woman means to leave her companion then, perhaps to distract herself with the kitchen's prepartion for a meal he was so obviously in need of; however, surprise suggests itself upon her upturned features at his hesitation and subsequent request. Isolt cannot deny the manner in which her stilled heart seems to flutter at his inquiry, though it is difficult to discern precisely why. "Of course," she offers with a slight nodding of her fire-crowned head before ushering him gently to the turned down comfort of the bed. After a moment of silent, internal consideration does Isolt situate herself beneath the duvet to face her companion. She knows well of sleep's cruel and ghastly story-telling for it has haunted more than a single rest of her own. Risque, it seemed, would survive in their nightmares for a time; living, as she had before, through their terror, through their agony. It is with this knowledge that Isolt glasps one of Tetradore's hands gently within her own, her thumb traveling a smooth and repeated line over his tanned skin. "It's going to be okay, Tet. I'm right here."

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