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

Where you invest your love, you invest your life;


Posted on December 11, 2017 by DAREIOS
East

It's not the long walk home that will change this heart, but the welcome I receive after the restart.



Keeping with the ambiance of the rest of the house, lightning was low but warm even in the basement, where there were no windows and thus no potential threat of daylight. It cast many of the pieces of furniture in a rich but gentle glow which accentuated the great detail that went into every layered corner or decorative etching. Dareios was busy moving around the floor, edging past side tables and large chests to make his way toward the cellar door at the right corner. It was not happenstance that the vampire's two favorite rooms of his entire home -- where he kept his antiques and his impressive wine collection -- were on the same floor and adjacent to one another. "I purchased this place oh, I don't know. Maybe 80 or so years ago?" He mused, cocking his head to one side as he did the math in his head. "But it's much older than that. I was fascinated by its detail. And of course, all the brick." He said, talking about the foundation of the home. It was harder for light to penetrate of course, and it also keep the temperatures inside rather cool and damp.

The vampire disappeared into the cellar, ducking to clear the low frame of the wooden door. He emerged momentarily with a dusty bottle of Pinot Noir and two clean glasses. Dareios shot his friend a playful smile as he moved to meet him now, bringing the bottle to his lips and blowing the dust away before he popped open the cork and began to pour. "Staff? I have a few employees who run the furniture shop. There's a maid service that comes twice a week, but I don't have any live-in staff." He explained curtly. "I like my own space too much." He said with a wiry grin.

He collected one warm glass of red wine in his cold, pale hand and extended it to Dorian. Dareios then sipped from his own and leaned effortlessly against a tall chested drawer, seemingly relaxed in his position. "Did you keep the palace? As in, do you still own it?" He asked curiously.

As Dorian focused in on a particular piece of furniture, Dareios straightened up and clamored for the document Aaron had left behind. "Let's see here..." He mumbled as he pulled it close to his face. His gaze shot back and forth between the furniture and the sheet before he found what he was looking for. "It appears that one .... is from 1727." He said. "18th century. The year George, Prince of Wales, rose to power as King in Great Britain." He recites the trivia effortlessly. "But that piece isn't English. It appears to be Spanish. How interesting." He took a step closer to Dorian to inspect the piece himself, wine glass still in hand. "When you've been in the business as long as I have, you have your ways." He said playfully. "But in all honesty, it's about connections. We go to auctions fairly frequently, too. You'd be astonished by the amount of quality pieces we find whose owners have no idea what they're sitting on."

Dareios Auerbach | Vampire | Vinyl


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