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
you're my whiskey from time to time
Posted on March 12, 2017 by malek ackerman
Malek Ackerman
You're my water. You're my wine.
He was surprised at how willing the hunter offered the seat next to her, with a smile at that! Though her body is tense when he approaches. Malek very nearly turns away to find another empty seat down, when he notes the woman is indeed a hunter, but the vampire knows well he has nothing of desire to the woman now sitting next to him. Sliding into the seat smoothly, he props an elbow on the bar, eyeing at her from the corner of his eye, his steely gray eyes observing her briefly. She looks wholly relaxed now, yet Malek had met far too many hunters to take them for granted. Releasing a sigh through his nose, he waves the bartender down, quickly ordering one of his favorites; whiskey.
While he waits for the drink, the vampire swivels in his seat to face the woman, a rather delicate looking thing, at the very least almost everyone looked delicate and young to him at his age. Man, he was old. Quirking up a half smile he watches the woman before parting his lips and letting his English accent roll off his tongue beautifully, "Do we have the Scottish in our midst?" he asks just as the bartender returns with his drink.
Giving a nod of gratitude, he takes the glass and asks the bartender to leave the tab open, shuffling over some cash, the worker takes it. Malek had noticed, with his stay in Sacrosanct, that as long as the workers had something to keep the tab open, it would remain open. You wouldn't believe how hard it was to get an identification license for someone who was already well into his sixth century and obtaining a credit card was nearly impossible!
Grinning at the bartender, the man simply gives him a nod before returning towards his other patrons while Malek's attention drifts back to the woman next to him. Turning his head, he reaches up to scratch at his beard, his hair falling in a wave just past his shoulders, shadowing his face from the onlookers of the crowd. "I'm Malek," he introduces himself, offering his hand, though he doesn't expect the stranger to take it. His brethren tended to give his species a bad name, the vampire couldn't be any more different than his fellow race.
Letting his hand remain extended, he gives her a gentle smile, his eyes wholly attentive on the woman in front of him, the crowd forgotten for now. "Are you, perchance, looking for someone?" he asks, tilting his head, regarding her for but a moment. With his other hand, he reaches for the glass, swirling the liquid lightly to aerate it and taking a sip, eyes lighting up, the vampire actually grins at the amber liquid in his glass, "This is fantastic!" he exclaims, his attention drawn away from the woman briefly as he looks at the bartender. The worker, in turn, gives him a broad smile.
Malek frequented the bars far too often for the workers to not know him, they knew what he liked, on top of that, he tended to get to taste the new liquor in the store. Returning the grin, his eyes crinkling, he swivels his head back to the woman, "Forgive me, I didn't mean to be so rude," he offers an apologetic smile, "You must try this though!"
You're my whiskey. From time to time.