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
virtue has a veil, vice a mask
Posted on August 25, 2019 by Raven Cain
Everyone could be bought. People aren't as innocent as some may think. Everyone could be enticed with something. Some people are motivated by food or expensive items. Other times it was power or money. Money is what made the world go round. Those Dark Hunters didn't seem interested to take down that warehouse Azrael had taken to her. Those supernatural creatures and humans were bought and sold as if they were truly cattle. If the Council was interested in shutting the place down they would have, but she knew they had to be taking some of the profit in to keep their eyes off it. Not every Dark Hunter was bad, she knew this, and yet she didn't trust them that much. If any of them came sniffing around their home when they attempted to do the fights in the water she knew if she gave them some cash they would just walk away. It's ugly, but that's how the world works sometimes. Money makes the world go around, and around. Whatever Dark Hunter Tetradore had in mind that wouldn't accept money for a bribe, the she-wolf was certain she could find that one vice to use to her advantage. Quietly she nodded when he admitted they would try the water fights a few times. Raven was eager to try to help make the business grow. With their pack growing, more revenue was needed, and she wanted to do what she could to help.
It had been a few months, but Raven was quite pleased with how Carolina turned out. She was quite the hard worker and she wasn't a troublemaker. The lupine was quite pleased with her even if their first encounter didn't go very well. She was happy with her choice in sticking out her neck for the snow-leopard and she was much more confident to do it again for another if needed. Taking a bite of her gingerbread cupcake, she observed the Were-Panther quietly. He appeared more tired than usual. Sometimes at nights she noticed he wouldn't be around, but Tobi or other members of the pack would be. It wasn't their business to know where he went every second of the day or night. And yet she couldn't help, but feel concern for him. Being an Alpha meant a lot of responsibility. With their pack growing it meant that his responsibility would only continue to grow. Setting her cupcake down and picking up her cup of tea she innocently inquired if everything was all right. When he was all too quick to dismiss her concern, she tried again, only this time she tentatively held her hand out and brushed his fingers gently.
Slowly she slid her hand away from his just in case he wanted to bat her hand away. Raven wasn't quite sure if it was their responsibility as pack members to help relive their Alpha, but she wanted to at least try. Understanding Tetradore was a little bit difficult, but she was willing to at least try. That bond she had with Sera was much easier in a way. That blood that bounded the two of them together really helped give her a bit more insight. She knew when her raven-haired witch was happy and when she wasn't. That connection between them was probably just as strong as the connection and bond she had with her own pack, but with Sera she could just...know. Setting her cup of tea down she brought her hand over to her arm, and gently rubbed her hand up and down her arm slowly, in a comforting manner as she answered his question.
A small reassuring smile crept on her face as she looked up at him and then returned to munching on her cupcake. He wasn't the type to really carry on a conversation. After knowing him for years she was used to being around him when he was just quiet. Speaking of blood, there was one thing she wanted him to at least be aware of. It wasn't like he could tell them no, but at the very least she wanted him to at least know they were going to try to have a cub or a kitten. It would be another mouth to feed and another soul that would indirectly be his responsibility too. Of course he wouldn't be the one solely responsible for the child, she and her mate would be, but she figured it was best for him to know. At least, that's how it worked in packs, right? You get permission or at least notice?