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
Nothing satisfies me but your soul.
Posted on January 02, 2015 by PHAEDRA ALDER
Nothing satisfies me but your soul.
They were dying out. A secret order was fading away in to history much like the ancient empires they had served and protected. The Ashrak were one of the oldest orders of hunters, some considered them the first order and somehow in a span of few months, their numbers were culled in to oblivion. Their extinction loomed over Phaedra like the heavy storm that raged outside. There was more weight on her shoulders now.
From what she had gleaned from the communication, there were other such small cells that were in hiding; handfuls of hunting parties that had been sent out before the attack. No one knew anything, it seemed to her. The vampire that was currently growing cold on the roof had been in a raiding party that had attacked their home base. Any information he had to share had died with him. There were more mysteries, more questions and they weren't finding any answers.
In the years with the Ashrak, she hadn't taken a protégé nor had she desired to. Phaedra was a loner, a shadow not a person. There was no true place for her in the grand scheme of things. She was merely a shadow carrying out a profession that the general population never knew existed. She absently ran her tongue on the inside of her lip and flinched as it grazed the open cut. It would be a day or two before it healed and became just another scar; just another badge of honor in covert war against a faceless foe.
Those strange violet eyes of hers wandered the room, the sea of faces and the noise was comforting. The smell of rich liqueur hung around the bar, it reminded her of some place she had long forgotten about and of a time that was more years ago than she would like to admit. She stretched her shoulders and slipped from her coat. Phaedra looked like some amalgamation of librarian meets dominatrix Barbie. Her long black curls were pulled back in a messy bun. Strands had fallen in to her face from the melee but she hadn't been bothered to sweep them aside. The mix of linen and black leather contrasted hard lines with a delicate and feminine figure. She tugged at the collar of her French cuffed white linen dress shirt to loosen its grip. The black leather vest over-bust corset was worn like armor over it. It was a little surprising that there wasn't any stray spatter to mar it.
He caught her eye as he moved towards the bar. Vampire. There were all types in the bar, she knew what she had walked in to the moment she had opened the door. Phaedra had never been the type to kill indiscriminately. Her kills were planned and executed to protect those that were innocent and naïve. The dead vampire on the roof not only had information but a predilection for little girls as meals. Cull the rot. Everyone had skeletons but there were levels of wrong and those that crossed the line were hunted and removed from society. If he could behave, so could she. After all, she just wanted a drink and if he wished to provide interesting conversation too, she wouldn't say no.
She caught the beer he pushed towards her and she turned to face him. Her violet eyes turned hard as she watched him with mild interest. The look on her face turned more toward assessment. He wasn't young for a vampire but he wasn't as old as some that she had hunted. The mischief in his eyes wasn't missed and it earned him a ghost of a smile as she pushed the glass of Guinness to her lips. The cool brew burned her lip but it didn't stop her from enjoying it. "Maybe I hit him first." She said as her smile grew just a little. In reality, she hadn't. But she had certainly planned on it. "Either way, he won't be striking another woman." She omitted the part that included his death. It's always best not to antagonize the locals.
"talks like this."
PHAEDRA ALDER
telumkinectic dark hunter
suffers from chronic pain
Replies
- My Own Form Of CHAOS - By Damon on January 04, 2015 at 2:24 PM