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.
His story had been so hard to relive. Malia deserved to know. She had known him when he was still happy with Henry, when he was at his peak. She also knew him at his deepest low. Though she had never asked what had happened, she deserved to know. She needed to know why he hated himself...why he slept with her. It was all important, even if she didn't understand it yet.
She speaks up and states that he's the only who can forgive himself for what he did. No matter how much Sterling cared for him, perhaps loved him, it couldn't make him forgive himself. "It's not that easy, Malia. I'm a monster." Just seeing the scars that covered his body was enough to make him sick to his stomach. He had caused so much pain to the one person he cared for more than anyone else.
Suddenly, his appetite was gone. He motioned for the waiter and asked for the check. "Malia, I'm not hungry anymore. You can take yours with you if you want...you can take my leftovers as well." He walked into the restaurant starving...but now he felt too nauseous for even dessert. "Sorry I fucked up the evening." His demons were his to carry. As much as Malia meant well, it wasn't her responsibility. He pulled out a credit card and placed it in the hands of the waiter as she came to bring the bill.