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.
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One of his first friends he had met within the confines of Sacrosanct was getting married. A joyous event even during the tumultuous times they were in. The phone call hadn't come as a surprise, Troy and Amelia were getting married. It was only a matter of time, they already had a child together... a miracle child at that, the only thing that surprised Andras was how long it took Troy to finally ask for Amelia's hand in marriage. He hadn't actually met Amelia, though he had allowed her a safe haven within Somnia, her the child and Sebastian the only non-faeries ever been given access to the hidden city. It was... something Andras had toyed with for a long time. Having vampires in a city entirely made up of faeries could go very badly. Not all of the local lords had been terribly happy with his decision but he had overruled them, though he didn't give the lords much of an explanation either.
It was a difficult thing to navigate. He trusted Troy and Dorian, it only made sense that trust needed to be extended to their significant others as well, why have a safe haven if you couldn't use it to protect your family? Andras pushes such thoughts from his mind briefly as he casually shoves his hands into his slacks, the man one of inhuman grace as he prowls through the streets, the sun peeking through the towering buildings. The crowds are sparse on the street even for the middle of the morning, Andras hardly having to pick his way through packs of warm bodies. He was feeling rather... optimistic for a change, perhaps it was because he would manage to get Troy out of those jeans and plan t-shirts he always wore. The call he had gotten earlier in the week from Troy was clothing advice. The thought of it brings a silent chuckle to mind as he remembers that conversation.
It wasn't like Andras enjoyed shopping for clothes, he simply dressed the part on a day to day basis because it fit the image. The man almost always wearing a dark suit, he would look like a day to day businessman and yet, the delicately pointed tips of his ears gave him away as something more. The cruel facade that coated his aurora was another thing he used for his mask of brutality. Though, his court knew who he was and that the rumors that circulated the Fae Lord mingled with truth, it was all to keep them safe. The dwindling Fae population was not something Andras could hope to save alone but he would allow himself to be called a cruel monster if it were going to help his people.
Pausing, Andras glances down at his watch on his wrist, he was a few minutes early but he knew Troy wouldn't be far behind him. Crossing the street, he stands in front of a rather nice establishment with manikins lining the windows, neatly dressed from low end suits to high end tuxes. This was why he was here, for... clothing advice. Not that he minded. It would be good to see Troy again. It isn't long before the familiar silhouette of his friend rounds the corner, Andras pushing off the wall and taking a few short steps to greet him. The facade of darkness falling away, only to be replaced with a wide and genuine grin. Extending his hand, he clasps hands with Troy, giving it a firm shake, "Long time no see," that long forgotten, ancient accent rolling off his tongue, "So, you're finally getting married and needed me for shopping advice?" His grin grows wider, a hint of teasing coating his deep baritones.
Andras Steinhello darling