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.
isolt griffin
I'm more alive than I've ever been
It is, this time, bliss that begets ignorance within the woeful heart and mind of the young Isolt. Such is the intensity of her relief, her elation at the return of her most cherished companion, that reason abandons her for a time. Flee it does, expelled by the overzealous hound that is her own paradoxically savage and reckless splendor. And so it is that she speaks for his return to the Western limits, his return to his family and to what had always been and would continue to be his forevermore. She can do little else but nod a head made heavy with the crushing bulk of grief, of sorrow, to send asway a drapping of lackluster spirals that had once shone brighter than any false light.
But stilled is she at the mention of the murderer who had bestowed upon them all this greatest of tragedies, the thief who had picked from their pockets one so deeply cherished and left them with barren hands and weighted hearts. The supple line of Isolt's jaw sets into an uncharacteristically harsh line, the crystalline blue of her eyes rising to his only to darken from the tenebrific shade cast by the seething hatred that has found its footing within her heart. "Then stay here as long as you need to; we'll keep you safe. And if Frost should find his way here..," she gives pause then, the electric sizzle of a thing far darker than mere threat scorching the silence as it abates. "... I will give him the reception he deserves." She realizes in some place not so far down that it is unlikely, for it is unwise, that the Were leader would find his way into this Elysium stronghold; however, juxtaposed against this is the ironclad determination that his penance would be great, his fine hefty, should he discover the truth of Tetradore's awakening and find the dare of a visit too titillating to forego.
Coming away from the searing conflagration of her own ire, Isolt shifts to clutch at the duvet that swaths the bed, tugging at it so that it may fall about the bare shoulders of her companion. "Now, we need to get you into some clothes... I think Damon keeps some around here somewhere. And you'll have to eat; I'll not hear any argument to that," she offers with a smile, leaning in to plant the gentlest of kisses against his forehead before rising to set about the task of lifting both of their crumbling spirits.