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.
malek.
The night time festivities of the city were his favorite. Getting lost in the hustle and bustle of crowds going from one bar to the next. It was easy to get swept away with them, Malek whistling along to a bawdy toon that some drunken men were singing. Though Saint Patrick's Day was days before, the excuse to get drunk still hung in the air. The way the American people would use any excuse to have a party still made Malek grin happily, he preferred the chaos of drunken festivities, it made it easier for him to relax into himself, this side of himself. Swiping a ridiculous looking green hat from a drunkard, he places it atop his own head, the gold buckle wrapped around the monstrosity reflecting the light from the bars. The drunkard staggers around, pointing at Malek and slurring, "That looks sooooo good on you dude!" Malek grins, bowing at the waist before scurrying off. He didn't want to give it back, the vampiric man quite enjoying himself as he finds the crowd outside of another bar.
This one he doesn't merely stand in the crowd, he pushes through the warm bodies, into the bar, music blasting overhead and gyrating bodies practically humping on the floor. He was a sexual man by nature, that very power of his tied directly to other's sexual desires. Though he could hardly turn it off, he could dull it, resulting in people to simply like him, enjoy his company. He made many a friend that way, both in and out of the bedroom. Though tonight he was more interested in interacting with the drunken crowds, hardly caring to take much thought in how the night would end. Malek weaves through the bodies, the vampiric man dressed in an eccentric outfit, the monstrosity of the green hat adorning his head like a crown, a buttoned up Hawaiian shirt, the top two buttons undone and jeans with a hole beginning to form in the right knee. The man was nothing but irregular, so choosing to dress the way he did mostly to piss off his other half who he can feel raging in his mind.
Malek was happy to note that the cage door was firmly in place and no amount of banging on that door would allow him to let his shadow self out.
Sliding into a seat at the bar, a miracle he found one unoccupied, he gives a small wave to the bartender, the young man scurrying over. "I'll have whatever that person is having," he points at a stranger down the bar sipping on some sort of pink drink garnished with fruit and an umbrella. The bartender stares at him for a long moment before giving him a quick nod and setting to work. It takes him under a minute to make the concoction, sliding it to Malek, "I want the umbrella too," he whines pathetically, the bartender gaping at him before grabbing the paper umbrella, popping it open and dropping it in the drink. Malek grins happily, the man far too easy to please as he digs in his breast pocket, removing a credit card and sliding it to the bartender, "You can leave my tab open, handsome," he winks at the young bartender, that very bartender glowering at him before snatching the card and taking it to wherever the workers take them too.
Malek fully suspected an extra charge on that card at some point tonight, clearly the young man didn't enjoy the vampire's advances. What a shame, he was rather cute too. Settling into his chair a bit more comfortably, he swivels around, his head nodding along to the bass that he can literally feel through his body, his foot tapping along to the beat as he sips on his fruity and almost disgustingly sweet drink.