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.
we were born with nothing
well we sure as hell have nothing now
He could feel the cold pallor of her skin as she leaned against his overly warm figure. He could feel the faint beat of her heart just as he was aware of the tears that traced their crimson trails upon her porcelain cheeks and, in turn, fell across the plains of his bare chest. He was touched, truly, that his perceived death, whether true or not, had produced such emotion within the bosom of the young woman he undoubtedly cherished, even if he had lost in that competition for her heart. Tetradore was wholly unaware of the true value she had placed upon his life, much less the wealth of emotions that filled her at his return from the grave. Nevertheless, his arms draped around her figure, holding the woman closer towards his bare frame as he spoke of those experiences that had plagued him over the past several weeks of his absence. He struggled to truly find the words to explain those sensory feelings that had come with existing in a different from then that he was used to, much less something as peculiar as sentient ash. Still, Tetradore hardly dwelled on it, the man instead commenting on his own present inabilities and his concerns for that Western ward he had named his own.
It was the sight of those tears upon her features that saw him reach towards her, his thumb moving across her cheek in an effort to rid her of that display of her remorse and glee at his return. His eyebrows wrinkled, the corner of his lips tilted down ward ever so slightly as he listened intently to her struggling efforts to explain what remained of his dominion since his apparent death. He could hardly help the fact that the quietness she spoke of brought him a hint of concern. There was always a storm that followed that stillness, something brewing just beneath the surface, though what it was or brought on by whom, he had but only vague guesses. Still, it was the realization of that pack he'd left behind that brought a sigh to his lips, his head shook firmly from side to side, despite the near panic that seemed to fill the young woman's at the realization that those souls were oblivious to his presence here. "No." He stated simply, pausing in an effort to find a reason she might understand - even if the truth of the matter had more to do with their animal halves then the human bodies they inhabited.
Tetradore ran his finger's through his hair, starting again to explain that concept he had all but mentioned earlier. "If Tobi sees me like this, he will challenge me, Isolt. He's done it once before. If Frost finds out I'm alive, there's a good chance he will come after me too - I can't fight them both off, not right now." He abhorred admitting his weakness, he hated admitting the knowledge that he would fail and yet, he knew it was every bit the truth. "I will go to them, I promise, I just....need time." He uttered softly, his emerald eyes meeting hers with a solemn promise in his voice. After all, he still intended to collect his vengeance on Frost, though he supposed it was perhaps not best to truly admit the extent of what he had planned to her demure soul.
aiden tetradore