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.
Samantha Cassidy
Samantha had found herself so entirely immersed in her own thoughts as she'd perused the pastry case in front of her that she'd hardly considered that other people might had joined her in the bakery. No, the Fae girl had been too engrossed in choosing the right type of bagel - cinnamon crunch - with the right type of cream cheese - blueberry - to think about checking behind her as she spun around and directly into a man equally as engrossed in his coffee purchase as she had been. Thankfully, the coffee in her hand remained quite entirely in the cup and not on the person behind her. Now that would have been embarrassing. Or at least far more embarrassing than the situation that she had currently placed them both in.
"Again I am so, so, so very sorry," Samantha sputtered out, reaching out instinctively to smooth the jacket on the man in front of her before her gaze flitted upward and recognized the man in front of her. It was that quite unladylike gawking that plagued her face. Aiden. Aiden Tetradore. The stammered words that escaped her lips were probably the worst things she could have said, and yet... what else were you supposed to say to your... ex?... boyfriend who had apparently come back from the dead? There were no magazine articles that could prepare her for the proper etiquette of that conversation. "Aiden, I am... I wasn't watching where I was going. I'm so sorry." That at least seemed better than the gawking that he wasn't dead when he was supposed to be dead, right?
Her eyes fixated on his as she listened to his broken explanation that he wasn't really dead. Clearly. That was what she wanted to say. But she had watched him die. She had watched the fire engulf him and the ashes blow away in the wind. And after, she'd gone to the Ark and watched as his pack mates told her they'd felt him die. There was no questioning it after that, or so she'd thought. "Oh," Samantha said lamely, equally as unsure of what to say as he apparently was. Sure, Sam had a million questions to ask, and yet she remained unsure of how to ask them. Or if she was even allowed to ask them. After all, two years was a long time.
"You knew I was in New York?" Samantha sputtered out. It was this question that caused the most bit of surprise in her. How was New York? It was an innocent enough question. Except that she hadn't told anyone... other than the note she'd left for Dorian... that she was going to New York. He'd... looked for her. At least enough to search after Dorian. "I..." Samantha ran a hand through her red locks, fidgeting under the steady gaze he offered her. "It was fine. I wasn't there long. I've been traveling." She looked around, noticing the empty tables that seemed available and more suitable for this awkward conversation. She had dreamed many times over the last two years that she'd get one more conversation with Aiden, and yet this level of awkwardness was not exactly what she had in mind.
Still, Samantha gestured to one of the empty tables. "Would you like to... sit with me for awhile? We can catch up?" The question was innocent enough. He could leave if he so chose, or he could sit and talk with her. Once, their conversations had been easy enough. Once, those long nights ago on the Western docks, they'd confessed much more to each other than whatever this conversation might hold. "If you're not busy, that is."