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

Crash Choir Records
Pentagram
Ellington Enterprise

but you'll still be my star


Posted on June 09, 2018 by ashton doss
East



He knew that manners, in general, were a thing of the past. No one seemed to care about professionalism, coming off as polite, or anything that resembled thinking of others before oneself. Perhaps that was why when he came along with his manners, people tended to baulk at him. He'd practically gotten used to it by now. So naturally, when she stated that his manners might get lose in the noise of the crowd, he simply nodded. "It wouldn't be the first time and it certainly wouldn't be the last." He would always stand out. If it wasn't his appearance, then it was usually his accent or his manners. Those things seemed to set him apart from the crowd but he didn't mind.

However, despite their little discussion about manners, or lack thereof, she seemed to accept them and returned his handshake. She was a little over-zealous, much like this was the best thing that had happened since sliced bread. And yet, he said nothing. It was nice to finally meet someone who seemed enthusiastic about life. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Tate." He didn't quite call her by her first name. After all, they had only just met. First name basis was a sign of friendship, a friendship that hadn't quite formed between the two of them.

Once the formalities had been exchanged, they switched to the topic of his beer. He had told her that the taste does get better over time, if you give it time, that is. Her enthusiasm over the nastiness of his drink had him almost rolling in laughter. Alright, he gets it...it's terrible. She asks him why he kept drinking something that he used to hate. He sighed. "Well ma'am, when you're poor and don't have much to spend on drinking your troubles away, then you turn to the cheapest form of alcohol â€" beer." While parts of his words were true, it wasn't the whole entire story. "It's what my father drank. Naturally, like father like son." It was all his father drank. So when Ashton was old enough to start drinking himself, that was the go-to choice for his father. And when his father was buying, he didn't comment or complain.

After extending his hand and an invitation to dance with him, Ashton was quite pleased that she had accepted his offer. Slowly, he rose from his stool and began to lead her through the crowd, hoping to find a small sliver of real-estate that was unoccupied. Once there, she began to move with the music, using his hands as anchors. He tried his best to find his rhythm, though there wasn't much to be had in that department.

When her hands went to his hips, he eyed her softly. "You don't dance often, do you?" Slowly, he took her hands and brought them from his hips to rest on his strong, muscular shoulders. It was then that he let one hand rest on her hip, the other to rest on the small of her back. He began to try and match her rhythm as best he could in his cowboy getup with his boots clanking around on the dance floor.

But soon, her back was to him and the feel of her body pressed against his was exciting...in more ways than one. It had been a long time since Ashton had been this close to a woman. Normally, he kept a respectful distance. And with country dancing, there was usually some space between the bodies. He never had gotten used to the grinding nature of dance these days.



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