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
and I will love you even when we're dust amongst the stars
Posted on April 25, 2017 by vhalla solarn
you could rattle the stars.
you could do anything,
if only you dared
She might have stiffened at the way he grasps her hand, inspecting the scars that linger upon her flesh, but she manages to swallow the urge to yank her arms away from him. The assassin didn't particularly like to be touched, the things Ivan had done to her had made sure of that, though somewhere along the lines Tetradore had been the exception, she wanted him to touch her. Quickly shoving the brooding Were King from her mind, she allows this stranger to regard her scars, a nod in affirmation as she explains her story. This time she's ready for his grip as she offers the other hand to him folding it into a fist.
She allows him to trace the scars along her other hand, "None, I can't even feel that," she states, as his rubs his fingers across that section of flesh that held no feeling. "I thought about shoving a knife through it just to see if that nonexistent feeling went all the way through," she gives a small shrug, a coy smile playing on her lips briefly. As he forces her hand open, her blue eyes quickly dart down to his large hand engulfing her own scar flecked hands, not particularly enjoying the intimate way he now caressed her fingers. Subtly, she pulls her hand from his, reaching to grab her drink and taking a swig, rather enjoying that burning course it took through her chest.
A devilish grin stretches across her features as she turns towards him, inspecting his tattoos openly, how the scars seemed to entwine with the ink themselves. Giving another shrug, she takes another sip, contemplating on which scar she would be most interested in hearing about. "How about your most wicked story you have? Those are always the most fun," she flashes him a sultry grin that doesn't quite reach her eyes. A game she would play. She hadn't had this much fun in ages. Dorian was far from fun, he simply worked her until she thought she would die from hunger, though those lessons had been helpful. Sebastian was another story, she had somehow become entwined in his life the moment she met him at that blasted bar and she had nearly died. And Tetradore, Tetradore was not someone she wanted to think about right now.
There is a stalking presence at the corner of her eye that draws Vhalla's attention, the woman is back, tear stained and angry as she spits out at the two. Hiding a smile behind her glass, Vhalla turns in her chair to face the woman, as she crosses lean muscled leg over the other, practically emitting an almost condescending aurora now. "Vanessa, darling," she pauses, a knowing look crossing her features as she intentionally uses her wrong name, "Save yourself the embarrassment and move along," she waves with her fingers towards the exit, "Clearly you weren't that good if he didn't call you back," she purrs at her, finishing her drink and setting it on the table, arms folded across her chest as the white hair spills over her shoulders.
"If you need to find someone to move on from your heartbreak, perhaps I can be of service to you," a cruel smile tugs at the corner of her lips as she taps her scarred fingers on her arm in a patient way. Of course, she wouldn't sleep with the woman, she merely just wanted this wreck of a human gone, she was rather enjoying her conversation with John.
Vhalla Solarn
To the stars who listen- and the dreams that are answered