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.
I bet on me and my own heartbeat It felt so great to be back in the city. During the holidays, Kathryn had opted to travel home, and for the most part it had been a good decision. Her grandparents had greeted her warmly and lovingly, as they always did. Although her grandparents weren't typically keen on outwardly showing their affection, Kathryn could see in her grandad's eyes, the same color as her own, lit up upon seeing the granddaughter that he had raised like another daughter. Her Gram had hugged her briefly, with the lightest of touches, and the woman rarely said 'I love you,' but she showed her love through baking all of Kat's favorite goodies and giving her ample leftovers to bring back to the city with her. Kathryn hadn't quite realized exactly how much she missed home until she had gone back. But then again, she hadn't realized how much she had missed her new city until she was back in the hustle and bustle once more. As she stares out the window of her town home, Kathryn decides that perhaps today she would explore a little bit more of the city, take a break from her studies. Currently wearing sweatpants and a hoodie, Kat figures maybe she ought to change into something a little more stylish, for a city that seemed to have an endless supply of people who looked like fashion models. Going into her closet, she pulls out a flowing black skirt, and some black tights to accompany it, because no way was she wearing just a skirt in this winter weather. A cream sweater goes ip and over her arms, along with a black scarf. Kathryn goes into her bathroom and pulls part of her dark hair back and adds a small black bow to it. She notices fly aways around her face, but resolves that most likely they would never be fixed, so she simply just shrugs her shoulders before turning and walking down the narrow staircase of her home. She zips up a pair of black combat boots before throwing a peacoat on over herself and heading out the door. It is an easy stroll to get to the east side of town. This area has easily become one of the young witch's favorites. Growing up, the closest thing Kathryn had seen to a skyscraper in her city was a seven story building on campus. in downtown, it reminded her of her family travels to New York, or London, or even Bangkok. It reminded her of how big the world was. Her grin is so wide it stretches across the entirety of her face. She pulls her jacket closer to her body as a breeze rolls passed her, attempting to chill the young witch straight to her bones, but its attempt is rendered unsuccessful as Kathryn remains warm within the confines of her coat. Spotting a bakery up ahead, Kathryn strolls in and gets a chocolate pastry, having been craving something of the sort since the morning. Kat had always been a sucker for delectable home-baked goods. It reminds her of home in a way. As she walks out of the bakery, Kathryn takes a bite of the pastry before coming to stand before a particularly large building. Blue eyes roll upwards, impressed by the massive size. As her frosted gaze moves downwards once more, she spots a familiar face not far from her. Forgetting to swallow, Kathryn throws her hand in the air and yells out. "Tawor," his name comes out with a mouth full of pastry. Quickly, the little witch swallows. "Taylor!" She yells once more, waving her arms like an idiot, attempting to get the attention of the man who had scooped her up at the bar that day, saving her from no doubt an awkward position. So how does she repay him? Creating an awkward situation with flailing arms and name calling of course, all by her own accord. |