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.
Anxiety was so quick to grip at the leopard in the aftermath of that incident as she felt that too-warm beverage coating her front and quite obviously that of the man she had run into. Southern propriety deeply ingrained insisting she apologize for the incident profusely, albeit with her own twist where the cursing was concerned. She was prepared for the irritation and annoyance from the poor victim of her carelessness, especially in today's age where everyone seemed so much more volatile and quicker to anger even when not provoked much less after having hot coffee spilled on them. The last thing she expected, however, when looking up at that rather chiseled jaw and wildly dark-haired gentleman was to find him smiling at her. Surely a bit of surprise colored her features as he brushed off that uncouth apology so easily, like water off a duck's back her mother would have said; a rare trait indeed in such times as these. It served so quickly settle those nerves and allowed such light laughter to leave her at his roughish innuendo.
That insinuation something she didn't so much as bat an eyelash at before responding in kind, the warmth of his hand spread across her hip doing little more than adding fuel to a fire which had been held at a simmer for so long. It had taken nearly a year for the girl to finally be feeling like herself again, a year from the upheaval and terror which had torn her sense of normalcy to shreds, and she decided she would relish in the feeling. His response only causing those coals to burn all the brighter, a spark that reflected in the twinkle of her aquamarine eyes.
The look on his face something she did not miss as that finger came to rest solidly on the soaking wet fabric of his button-down shirt, daring to turn the tables in playful accusation that the entire situation was absurdly the dark-haired man's own fault. Her brows raising slightly in bemusement as he simply agreed with her, followed by his taking of her hand and planting that featherweight kiss atop it. It was the first thing he had done to actually give her pause, that chivalrous gesture calling her back to those days of cotillion dresses and manners she had run so far from. Still her sweetheart lips couldn't help but mirror that mischievous grin as he laid out his solution to their rather sorry state, followed by a chuckle as his rather sorry excuse for an American accent.