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
THEY SAY IM A GOD
Posted on April 14, 2017 by IÓRKÆLL DVÆRG
This had to be some sort of sick joke.
The world explodes around him, the humans completely oblivious to the scene going on now. They won't be for long though. The voices have quieted their howling screams, as if they too are in some sort of shocked phaze for before him stands, well, him. It was like a mirror effect, for his own crystal gaze rises to meet a crystal gaze the falling to that same beard and to the creepiest part; the tattoos. They matched, ink for ink, artwork for artwork, no difference in sight that even the keen eye of the predator can spot. They are both silent, a dead haze of confusion falling over them both like a blanket, but of course the other breaks it, his slick comments falling in the same deep smoky baritones that dvaerg himself carries.
He will soon find out his twin is like this all the time, quick witted and snarky beyond measures.
His eyebrow arches, arms crossing before his broad chest as he smirks. "no..." he replies, uncrossing his arms and moving forward steadily to break the space between. "I have a better idea." in moments he is there, thick arm pulling back as that calloused hand closes into a fist. He plows it forward, attempting to slam flesh into flesh and feel the reality sink in. if it should meet the face of his twin, a sound of bone on bone contact will be heard, drawing the once oblivious eyes of the crowd as a loud abrupt and crazed chuckle would explode from the viking.
"so you're real then," he states, shaking out his already bruising knuckles. His shoulders roll, head tilting roughly to one side then the other as cracks of his neck are heard. He feels great, that punch reminding him he isn't as crazy as he thought, and yet, he was still confused out of his mind. "which means..." he pauses, eyes flitting from his twin to the sky as he strokes his beard. 'well to be honest, I haven't got a damn idea what it means." the voices are coming back again, their frustration mixing with his own brewing frustration. What the hell?
And then it comes.
Blood, rage, fire.
It consumes him whole as a voice echoes in his mind. Angered and outraged, breaking through and causing a strike of pain to attack him from the inside. The viking god swings his axe but it is futile for how can you fight what is within you? There is a break, a tear and his body is literally ripped apart. His insides burn, one half of him stolen away from him in the fiery abysmal darkness. His tendons shred, muscles and bones breaking in the process of such a twisted renewal. He screams, a high blood pitched wail as his blood pours from him in waves. no, i am a god! You cannot do this!" he squeals in rage, one single arm flailing out to grab and retrieve his bloody half but he cannot and suddenly he feels small, so very small.
It is dark and quiet and then, light blinding light that consumes and elicits yet another wail only his voice does not boom, it is small and fragile. All too soon he is thrust into the world, invisible fingers pushing against his lower half and head comes first. More blood, fear, and finally, he can feel it. Death. It is the first time he meets it and how corrupt is it that it is also the first time he meets Life.
He returns to the now, a look of blatant fear and realization reaching the confines of his mind. The amount of emotion that hits him causes him to fall, feet taking numerous steps back to balance himself as hands raise shakily to his now bleeding ears. He looks at his hands and then, he looks at his twin, brother?"
BROTHER TO; MAGNÚS - CONSUMED BY; REGAN - KING OF; ÚTLAGI
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