East
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.
What You'll Find Here
City Creek Center
Dark Hunter Department
Inner Sanctum
Red on the Water
Starlight Tower
City Creek Center
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.
Dark Hunter Department
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.
Inner Sanctum
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
Red on the Water
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
Starlight Tower
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.
What You'll Find Here
To the things we cannot change
Posted on December 17, 2014 by Elenore Dorian
 The café I had wandered into was obviously a hotspot in this city, but it had a different kind of aura to it. Instead of the regular "coffees hop" vibe where patrons sat in corners with their reading glasses focusing on either their physical reading, friends, or the laptop that was set up in front of them for whatever use they might have intended. There was a different kind of liveliness in this café that I hadn't even begun to grow accustomed to, yet. Maybe it was the way that the city felt alive with its mass of supernatural creatures, the air sparking with the electricity that they gave it. I don't know what you might call it officially, but I loved it. I had already fallen in love with the very appearances of the people in this city showed their magical or supernatural affinity; though startling, it was fascinating to see what I had been missing. Without a book or laptop to aid my residence at the corner table, I had taken to watching the people I was so curious about bustle along the street, some ducking into the café. It was almost easy to begin playing a little game, whether I could guess what they might be. Between vampires and witches or warlocks, there were many people who came and went without another thought. And there they went, hustling onto whatever it was that this city held for them. The ideas of the stories behind the lives of the people I had been watching came crumbling down and halted the moment I realized that there were words uttered for my attention. Quickly I moved my gaze from the once patrons scuttling along the street to the woman who had spoken to me, offering her a slight smile to show I had realized she was talking to me. The woman sat down first, quietly seating herself at the next table over with an ease that suggested she frequented the area often, if not regularly and I may have been in her seat. After running a hand through my hair and turning slightly so I could pay better attention to her, I shook my head. "That's really kind of you, but I think I'm warming up." My words were starkly different than hers in that they were lilted with my accent, which was sounding more and more strange in this city of people who sounded so vividly American. Along with my words was my gaze were quite literally overshadowed by the looming presence of a man who had ambled up to our table, his presence overwhelmingly condescending and if I hadn't known better, I would have assumed it was the shadow of my older brother. He spoke to me in a way that seemed casual, but my brows would knit together in disagreement. I was often the target for obtrusive conversations and intentions, and his regard for our supposed familiarity rang a bell that I hadn't been aware I had. I shook my head instead, a polite smile touching my lips. It struck me that perhaps I did look familiar as my siblings had begun to run ... rampant, in this city. Maybe his name would strike remembrance into this man's mind? "No, I don't think we've met, but I am a dead ringer for my brother, Davante Dorian. Perhaps that's where I look familiar from?" My words were friendly enough, but they would be good judge for what this mean was. If he looked disgusted (... I wouldn't be surprised) then perhaps I would need a quick escape plan and a way to potentially borrow the apparently offending woman's hoodie to scurry away. If he looked intrigued, would that too be cause for worry? I found myself settling into the corner despite any of these thoughts, curious as to his distaste for the - ... He was a hunter. I swallowed a sour taste in my mouth, wondering if this was the man who had in fact been such a bother to Davante that my brother actually mentioned his name? Despite that, despite his rudeness towards the woman, I couldn't help but letting these notions roll off of my shoulders. He too deserved a chance, like anyone else. ... Here's a better question: What's a frostbite, and why is this necessary information? |