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.
The topic of Troy always had a way of warming the vampire's heart. Never had she ever imagined that she would love someone to fiercely as she loved Troy Marks. Not only had she been weary that she would ever find the love found only in fairy tales, but that it would be with a fairy no less. The one creature that she had always been drawn to in order to feed from. But in her six hundred years of life, Amelia had learned to control those urges so when she met Troy, it was only love that she felt for him. While she did crave his blood as was instinctual for her, she reserved those moments in the heightened state of intimacy, when shew would lose herself to Troy.
These thoughts made her blush, as much as a vampire might blush, but it was Maeve's words about Troy still working that drew her thoughts off more intimate thoughts. She smiled down at the little girl. "Yes, working. We usually sleep when you have school. At night, when you sleep, is when we are awake." Troy wasn't always awake when she was ,but they had altered their lifestyles to hopefully see one another for longer than to just say hello or make love. They seemed to make it work. It wasn't a good fit for everyone, but it worked for them.
It was her next innocent question that had her soft smile morphing into something much more loving. It was as if something simply washed over her, giving her a sense of peace and tranquility, something that only Troy could give her. "I love him very much." She loved him so much that somehow, against all odds, their love had made Tenley - something far more precious that gold or silver. "We are getting married soon." She looks down to the engagement ring that settled on her ring finger. It wasn't anything extravagant, but it was beautiful and that was all that mattered. Soon, she would be Troy's for eternity. The thought brought her so much happiness.
She asks if her guardians are coming to pick her up or if she needed a walk home. Amelia didn't want to see the innocence of a child ruined because people cannot control themselves. Even if she hardly knew the child, she would be far safer walking home with her than by herself.
When she pulls out her phone to message her guardians, there's a sense of fear that washes over her. She tries hard not to show it, but she cannot help but worry about Tenley's life. She didn't know the child's guardians and had no idea if they would be welcoming to her. And if they found out what Tenley was, would they try to harm her?
But before she can really stew on these questions, Maeve is extending her hand for her to take and she offers the child a smile and takes it, altering their course so Maeve can lead her home. "What grade are you in, Maeve?" She tries to make pleasant conversation, to help her own nerves and those of the child. "Do you like school?" She couldn't' remember much about her grade school years. It had happened so long ago. And once she was turned, she went into hiding for many, many years. What she wouldn't give for Tenley to have a normal childhood.