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

If I Was You, I'd Wanna Be Me Too


Posted on December 30, 2017 by Donovan Grey
East



The way he was dressed wasn't normal. He was wearing black slacks, a black vest and a deep ocean blue dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up to still show off all his tattoos on his arms.
His necks tattoos were always visible of course, and he had no issue with that. Donovan knew the consequences of having ink on your neck, but he didn't really care. It was what he wanted, and he has had it for years.
He was walking down the main street of Downtown. He could feel and sometimes even see, people's eyes glancing and glazing over him.
Donovan couldn't help but crack a cheeky smirk from all the attention, and how people would talk amongst themselves while staring at him.

"What can I say? I'm a hot topic."
Donovan thought to himself with a slight chuckle, as he would find himself slightly parched, and a tad hungry. Why not go to this pub that everyone seems to rave about? Alcohol and food? What's not to love?!
Especially in Donovan's case; Being dressed so formal and the smell of his cologne, which was a deep and rich musk that had a sweet, and soul tickling sent.
Yeah, he'd probably attract the wrong type of person, but he was feeling game.
"Why not go on another hunt? I do love a good chase."

As he walked passed the many street lights that provided a soft glow, and the many faces of the night scene was a welcome thing. Which was a rare thing for Donovan, given he was anti-social and couldn't stand the sheer lack of common sense a lot of people had.
For a brief moment, he had to stop and ask for directions. Lucky for Donovan, he found some nice people that were willing to help him find the pub.
After what seemed to be a good half-hour, he found it.
In all its glory, it was like staring at a place of wonders.
Donovan felt a great amount of excitement as he walked in.

The decor, the atmosphere and the colors were dazzling to Donovan's eyes. The bar really pulled him in, but out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a woman. Her scent was just dripping with a stench that made him wrinkle his nose. Her appearance was even slightly annoying to him, but he felt like she was her by herself and waiting for something to happen.
He leaned on a nearby wall observing the platinum haired maiden, and smirking as he started to put pieces together.
He felt game to give her some company, at least until someone or more interest would come around and peek her interest.

"Let's go Donovan.. Time to play."
He thought to himself, as he slowly slinked off the wall with his hands in his pockets and a smirk across his lips.
He was unsure if she had noticed him already, but if the woman didn't, she would now as he slowly and a silently sit down in a seat next to. Removing his hands from his pockets, he would let his tattooed arms sit on the wooden surface of the bar.
He noticed the woman glance at him as he kept his eyes to the bartender.
"I'll take a lemon drop."
Donovan said smoothly to the female bartender.

These Voices Won't Leave Me Alone
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