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
you and i, we share the same disease
Posted on July 26, 2014 by ISOLT GRIFFIN
isolt griffin
Isolt grasps for whatever wisdom Damon might have to offer as some famished vagrant might grapple for even the smallest discarded crumb, imbibing his knowledge with as much gusto as she had partaken of her beverage. Never, in this life or the one that had come before, has she been so starved of guidance that she would willingly accept it from a relative stranger. Others who had transcended, who had moved beyond the ethereal and thin veil separating life from death, oft had those who had lead them on their journey, those who had made them to offer guidance. To offer hope and to stoke the flames of adventure that simmered idly within the hearths of their souls. But this was something Isolt was wholly without, her own maker only present in the myriad nightmares that plagued her wakeful hours. And, she suspected from the brief and yet nonetheless deeply deprecating time she had spent in Risque's presence, that any word of wisdom the other woman would have offered would have been as darkly wretched as she was.
And so she places whatever dwindling hope she might still clutch within her desperately grasping fingers into the hands of the man who sits across from her. So comfortable does he seem in his own skin that the copper-haired girl admits an embarrassing amount of envy for him. How could a person come to accept their own demise so completely? How could he open his arms to death as if he were welcoming the return of a long-departed lover? How could the truth of what he offers be written in such stark detail in every line of his handsome face?
However, despite her reservations, it is written there, the truth of what he says. It echoes in the convictions of his words and in the softness of his stare. But not even this unforeseen tenderness could have blunted the proverbial spears that are his words as they find their mark. Isolt retreats into the faux-leather embrace of the booth one last time, blue eyes falling to fingers that work as of their own volition upon the various fissures of the neglected wooden table before suddenly falling still. "I was satisfied before." Of all of the thoughts that swirl about within her head, this is the singular one that escapes her. She has sought hope from him and all he is given to provide her with is truth that threatens to pull her apart. The young vampire knows, in some logical portion of herself that has been repressed by the powerful hands of fear and denial, that she should be gracious... that she should accept his honesty and flourish for the truth he offers. Yet still she cannot. Still she only feels the most atrocious emptiness that manifests in her reaction.
Gracefully Isolt extracts herself from the booth, placing a few neatly folded bills upon the table between them before turning to Damon, the most innocent (albeit defeated) simper kissing her lips. "Thank you for the drinks, Damon," she whispers, offering him only this before she quietly sneaks out once more into the night beyond.
