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 pounding bass was a song in his blood, Malek tapping his feet away to the song, his ridiculous pink drink held so delicately in his hand, as if worried he might crush the glass. He could feel his shadow self raging against the cage, demanding to be let out, demanding to feast on the crowd before him. It was, perhaps, the first time in a long while that Malek felt secure within his own body, no temptation of blood, no over the top emotion to drag him under. The very thought made him grin like a fool as he twirled the paper umbrella in his drink before taking a sip. The bartender had skimped on the alcohol. Sighing, at least he knew for sure the bartender didn't swing that way. What a shame. Nodding his head along to the music, his outrageous hat bounces along, a hand quickly coming up to straighten it. He wasn't quite ready to get rid of the monstrosity, he was rather enjoying it.
He's jostled gently, a woman apologizing as she sidles up next to him, flagging down that very bartender. Malek gives a small shrug, scooting over to give her a little more space, though he doesn't have much to begin with. He's distracted again by the gyrating bodies before him, the scent of alcohol and sweat wafting into the air, tickling his senses. It was nights like these that the vampire found true pleasure, drinking and dancing the night away, only to flee back home and hide away from the sun. No deep set thoughts, no long ago memories toying at his brain, just him, and alcohol and maybe someone to keep him company in his bed. Perfect. Ideal.
Malek is momentarily distracted by the swaying of the woman next to him, his eyes turning and landing on her. She was pretty, her dark hair rolling down her shoulders, the scent of sweat clinging to her skin. He studies her for a moment, the woman seemingly antsy to quench her thirst and return to that dance floor. As if it was an inconvenience to have to come to the bar. As he watches her, she turns towards him briefly, her gaze studying him for a moment, surely noting the ridiculous outfit he had clothed himself in tonight. He grins at her widely, not entirely sure if she had notice it before the grumpy bartender is back in front of her. Although, he was a touch more pleasant to the stranger than himself. She orders and Malek waits until the bartender walks away, to start working on the drink.
"Don't forget to add a little umbrella!" He calls to the back of the bartender, the man whirling around and glaring at Malek. Geez, okay, maybe he took it too far. Still, Malek chuckles in delight at the reaction before shifting his gaze to the human next to him, "I flirted with him, he watered down my drink. I think he's going to try and stake me with this little umbrella," Malek laughs, explaining as he twirls the wooden umbrella between his forefinger and his thumb. "I think he's going to cut me off after one drink tonight."