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

Crash Choir Records
Pentagram
Ellington Enterprise

just so you can watch it burn


Posted on November 19, 2017 by isolt griffin
East

isolt griffin

I'm more alive than I've ever been


The smile broadens ever more upon Isolt's upturned features at Damon's jagged gasp, the caress of her hands tentative at first. Gentle, exploratory. So very often was this particular table turned askew, against her due to the demureness and the inherent lack of sensuality that were and had always been her custom. It had been quite a long while before the youthful vampire had been willing to allow herself such wanton displays of lust in the presence of her lover, and even now such showings were precious few. But tonight, however... tonight she sought to lure his basal self from beyond the veneer of practiced confidence that seemed to define him; tonight she would pour the honey of her siren's song into his waiting ears and beckon him forth with a tantilizingly curled finger. Tonight she would remind him what it was he had left behind.

Her grasp upon him intensifies as he sputters out the details of his own presumed punishment, the sparkling azure of her eyes lifting to find his, a knowing, foreshadowing stare all that she offers in response before the pillows of her lips fall to adorn the broad expanse of his chest with featherlight caresses. Had he been gone a hundred years Isolt would have been hard-pressed to forget the taste of his skin, the smell of his cologne as it curled so pleasantly about him, and the phantom warmth that radiated from him to eradicate their shared immortal chill. Her senses are nearly overwhelmed by him, every part of him calling out to the erotic leviathan that continues to uncoil within her as her plump lips run a smooth, achingly slow trail down his torso. Isolt pauses for the barest moment as the insistent caress of her hands is replaced by the ever more titillating embrace of her mouth, her fingers moving instead to rid him of the confines of his trousers.

The tempo she plays upon her lover is slow, even; a sweet, erotic torture which she delivers in a manner that is very nearly merciless in its efficiency. Momentarily do her eyes rise to catch his, a thousand unsaid things reflected therein. Yet she offers him only four simple words, to constitute the command he desires, as she lifts herself to her feet once again. "Take me to bed."

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