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.
a new world hangs outside the window
beautiful and strange
it must be I've fallen awake
I must be
She could feel it tugging at her, first in a foggy sort of way, clawing its way forward from the back of her mind. But the panic grew stronger the longer she sat in the dimly let bar, her wide brown eyes darting from the warlock next to her to the silhouettes of fellow late-night drinkers all around her. Every so often she'd feel a pang of the worst kind of nostalgia - scenes from that terrible night clouding her vision. Buffy couldn't remember their faces - she was far too gone, thanks to the drugs they'd slipped in her drink - and the not knowing was the worst part. It could be anyone.
A shiver ran down the length of her spine and she rolled her head slowly, back and forth from shoulder to shoulder, in an attempt to get a grip on the ever-knocking trauma. She just wanted to have a good time tonight, she mused helplessly to herself. Just relax.
Her gaze flashed to the warlock when he spat back at her, and she scoffed at him with a fleeting smirk upon her lips. "I guess we'll see if you live up to your reputation, then." She quipped back. As their glasses clinked, she locked eyes with him fully for the first time. "Bad decisions." She repeated, and then stared down into the earthy liquid in the small shot glass. Buffy briefly wondered if it would feel different this time, after seven full days of foregoing alcohol. But her body still craved it. A light sheen of sweat pimpled her chest and the back of her neck in anticipation. She breathed a long and low sigh before bringing the glass to her lips, filling her mouth, and swallowing.
The burn was familiar and welcoming. She reveled in the brief bit of warmth that ignited in her gut, and radiated through her extremities. Immediately, she wanted another. So the dark hunter cocked her head to one side, eyeing the warlock again. This time, she had a curious unmanicured brunette brow raised. "Another round?" She asked, with a lazy hand already in the air, signaling the bartender.
Buffy relaxed into the barstool while she waited for the bartender to prepare her next fix. But her eyes remained on the warlock, hungry for some casual banter. This interest in being social was rare for Buffy. She wondered how long it would last. "So what makes you all 'woe is me' tonight?" She asked with a brow still slightly raised. "Lady problems? Or is it a witch thing?"
GIA BUFFY JONES