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
i hate accidents except when we went from friends to this
Posted on June 14, 2020 by Samantha Cassidy
so why'd you have to rain on my parade?
I'm shaking my head. I'm locking the gates.
For Samantha, Sacrosanct was certainly where she considered home. Well, at least her second home. Since her turn, New York City - and her parents - were all but gone to her. To this day, she had no idea how to come clean to her parents about what had happened to her. Why she had gone missing. Why it had been ten years and she was frozen in time as an eighteen year old. So she'd just left. And that, oh so many years ago, had led her Sacrosanct, where she had made a new family. A new family of people who knew what she was and had never judged her for it. Her relationship with Aiden was... cautious, but at least she could call him if she ever needed help. Dorian was busy running his country, but she hoped he knew that she still loved him. And Nadya, whom she did her best to stay in touch with. She probably did the best with Nadya, even though her emails and texts were sporadic at best. But Samantha had discovered a love of traveling and a restlessness that hardly could keep her in one place. But that didn't mean that Nadya wasn't important to her. After all, at one point Samantha fully believed that Nadya would have been her sister. But she was more than that. A mentor, mostly. She had taken Samantha in and taught her about what she was and how to use the powers that had once been so overwhelmed with. After all, before that, Samantha barely knew what being a fae was. She'd thought then that it might have even been something out of fairy tales. But then Nadya had been so kind and helped her understand. She'd even helped her thrive in her new role.
Samantha's return to Sacrosanct - this time - had been only partially because she missed Nadya. Of course she missed her. Sam missed her and the two children that she'd grown so close to when she'd lived permanently in Sacrosanct. Gone were the days that they referred to her as their auntie, though that didn't stop them from enjoying the presence of the fae woman who so often swept in for a weekend trip with gifts from all over the country to spoil the small children with. But this time Samantha needed Nadya's knowledge more than she needed her companionship. Samantha, while comfortable in the immortal skin she'd been dealt with, still had so much to learn. It was that in mind that she'd returned to Sacrosanct this time. She needed Nadya's help to explain that uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach and the knowledge that she'd learned so recently. It was something she could barely say to herself, didn't even know was possible, and yet she knew it was true. And she could only hope that Nadya knew what was happening to her.
Samantha knew, by now, that the best way to get in touch with Nadya was not to call her. While the woman always got back to her eventually, it was not always prompt. Normally, this hardly bothered Samantha. After all, she was the kind of girl who responded to emails weeks later. But Samantha needed her sooner, so she found herself on the Eastern side of town to that dance studio that the Were was so dedicated to. It was near the end of the day, so Sam could only hope that Nadya was nearly done with the lessons for the day and would have time to talk to the fae girl. Sam felt nauseous, as she so often did these days, though she wasn't sure if it was from... that... or from the nerves of talking about... that. The dance studio was crowded as Samantha entered it, crowded with parents that were waiting for their children to be done. As Samantha took a seat in the waiting area to wait for Nadya to be finished, she absent-mindedly put a hand on her stomach. Normally, she might have been overwhelmed by the number of people in the room - the fae girl still had trouble with a large number of emotions at once - but truthfully she hardly noticed them now. There was only one thing she noticed - one tiny little emotion that she couldn't seem to shake. That very thing that had led her to believe that something was... was wrong the right word to use?