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
There were times when Isolt fell victim to the enduring fear that she had become one of those people, stricken blind by the love that they bore for another despite all of the prevailing inclinations that it might eventually bring about their destruction. She feared it most in the long, agonizing moments of his absence, when the assurance of his return was veiled in such uncertainty that she wondered if she might ever see clearly again. It was a crippling, pervading thing that had brought her to her knees in more than one private moment of absolute, unwavering despair. But it all seemed to disappear, to dissolve in the moment that he lay his hands on her, that he wrapped her securely into the sanctuary of his embrace. And so did it dissipate as he pulled them both to their feet, Isolt's bare feet leaving the icy coolness of the concrete stoop for a time as he simply held her there. Silently did she wish that he might never put her down, that she might never again be required to exist outside of the safety of his arms.
And yet, she draws from her lover if only just so she may regard him more astutely. She did, indeed, feel her current garments falling far inferior to the impeccably-cut suit that complimented his muscular physique with such brilliant precision. No sooner had she told him as much do his eyes fall to her figure, or as much of it that could be seen given the decidedly non-complimentary sweater than hung loosely from her otherwise agreeable frame. Even still does a flush blossom upon her upturned cheeks, an almost erotic warmth that extends its lascivious influence to far more intimate regions of her body as his eyes continue to rove a slow trajectory over her.
It is a warmth that only intensifies with the devilish look with which he besets her and the inquiry that purrs so subtly from his lips. The auburn-haired woman can hardly persuade herself to discern whatever sparse measure of innocence may have existed in the thinly-veiled innuendo. It is a battle poorly-fought, and one that she loses rather quickly before gazing into Damon's eyes. Finding that she cannot voice her response, Isolt merely bites into the invitingly supple cushion of her bottom lip, nodding as her fingers curl into the fabric of his tailored jacket and she leads him into the foyer that lay behind her. The door is quickly nudged to a close, the roses upon the doorstep forgotten entirely as their petals skate and skip down the dimly-lit sidewalk.