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
no better version of me I could pretend to be tonight
Posted on December 10, 2018 by BRENDEN
Brenden
3:45PM
He casually leans against the desk, brows furrowed as he disregards the woman with a narrow gaze, Brenden hardly caring to be polite. Truly, he didn't think the woman was here for a tattoo, if he had to guess, he merely assumed she was in here to get out of the torrential downpour that was currently happening. Normally, the warlock wouldn't have minded and yet, today was simply not a good day. His mind was entirely wrapped up in Nora, spending another night in jail. It almost had him clenching his jaw and pinching the bridge of his nose once more but Brenden manages to slide it to the back of his mind... for now. Instead, he watches the woman throughly barely concealed irritation, which only increased as she continued to stand in front of the censor. Perhaps he shouldn't have made the comment he had, simply because he could see the surprise and disbelief flit across her features. Okay, maybe not the best route to go.
After he sends the fluffy towel flying towards her feet, it hardly takes him long before he's tossing her that cloth to dry her face, Brenden glowering at the purple-haired woman as the censor continues to go off. His whole body tenses and he's nearly ready to tear it off with his affinity before she finally moves. Relief surges through his body, though it hardly shows it on his face. As the stranger moves farther into his parlor, he moves towards her and then past her as he reaches down and grasps that censor as it goes off once more, tears it from the side of the door and tosses it into the nearby trashcan. He should have gotten the damn bells in the first place. Satisfied with his newly enhanced store, he leans down and grabs the white towel before striding back to the desk. Folding it over the top, he turns his dark eyes back on the woman, his features entirely stony as she thanks him.
"I don't normally have half drowned women show up in my shop," he grunts at her as he leans against the desk once more, his corded arms folding across his chest. Her next question catches him off guard, the barest hint of surprise dancing across his features as he furrows his brows at her. "This city is by the ocean, of course it rains all the time," he growls at her as if it was the stupidest question he had ever been asked as his gaze travels to the outside. Brenden didn't mind the rain, actually, he rather enjoyed it from time to time, it was comforting and a relief from those rather hot summers. His gaze isn't fixed on the window for long before it travels back to the stranger; customer, whatever she was as he continues to regard her with his intense stare, "What do you want?" He asks then, even on a good day Brenden wasn't polite, yet, most people who wanted tattoos didn't care if their artist was nice or not, they just wanted it to be good.
"I don't allow soliciting in my shop and if you're in here to get just get out of the rain, I suggest you leave," he nods his head towards the door, Brenden in an entirely no nonsense mood at the moment... making him a complete asshole. The man can't help himself, being a dick meant he didn't have to get close with anyone and no one wanted to get close with him either. Who would want to be around a man like that?