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.
That afternoon, somewhere high up above, the skies had decided to let loose the participation they bore upon the eclectic city. This kind of rain, however, was no mere drizzle, instead more defined by "pouring" or "raining cats and dogs" or whatever the newest analogy happened to be. He hardly bothered to keep up with the newest phrases to assault the English language. The dialect changed so frequently, evolving like the monstrosity it was. His own native tongue had long sense been lost to the world - contorting in the same fashion. A flash of lightening filled the dark grey skies, followed promptly by a thunderous entourage indicating the storm was quite close by, pulling him from his thoughts on the transformation of vocabulary over the years. Usually such dismal weather brought the busiest days into the cafe. However, today it would seem his usual patrons sought the secure embrace of their homes. It left Alexander's cafe in an entirely dull state of complete silence. A soft sigh crossed his lips, his cheek brushing against the palm of his hand as he leaned over the counter top, watching people run by his storefront.
Abruptly Alexander shifted, the waiting having begun to bore the man. There was no point in waiting for customers who were not coming, at least, that's what he'd told himself. He turned, pouring himself a cup of coffee in an ivory ceramic mug before plucking from the display case a jelly filled pastry from a nearby local bakery. With his own snack chosen, Alexander made his way around the front counter, instead settling in a plush chair near the entrance of the cafe to watch not only for the wandering in customer but primarily to observe the storm raging outside. Quite frankly, it wasn't as if he had anything else of great importance to do or to go. He placed his feet upon the low coffee table in front of him, his pastry on a plate in his lap as he settled comfortably. Carefully he picked bits off the pastry, the red tinged jam getting on his fingertips as he nonchalantly placed a piece within his mouth.
Life have become so taxing for the Dark Hunter of late. With no immediate desire to waste another century of his life dedicated to the tracking and killing of others, having decided that it was entirely pointless. There were always be more weres or witches to take the place of those that were slaughtered. Some hardly deserved the fate they were condemned to, it was that realization that had caused Alexander to falter in the first place. By now he hadn't lifted his sword or spear in almost a decade, instead apparently taking to creating coffee concoctions that were under appreciated by rushed early morning coffee drinkers. Frankly, he was beginning to question if this was any better then hunting either. He raised his coffee to his lips, his green-blue eyes shifting toward the outside the windows of the cafe, deciding that perhaps it was best not to dwell on it at all.
ALEXANDER MACEDONIA