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
the sharpest lives are the deadliest to lead
Posted on January 21, 2015 by AIDEN TETRADORE
His striking emerald eyes never once left the lanky figure in front of him, the weight of his gaze was somehow judging. In truth, it was the first time in ages that he had ventured to speak to someone out of his immediate circles. For so long his life had been confined to the now burned down dance club and now that Tetradore had found his freedom from his vampire mistress, he stuck almost exclusive to his territory within the West side. He observed in silence the joyous fashion at which the man in front of him grinned, clearly quite pleased that his friend had already spread word of his arrival. The joke, however, hardly caused the smallest glimpse of simper upon Tetradore's features. The man simply stared as his companion, a small shrug upon his broad shoulders. He hardly knew who this "Jack" was, though he could only guess that his contact was somehow associated with the name. His gaze shifted only as the fellow gestured towards the Lamborghini within his possession though he hardly felt the need to reply, after all, it was for Finn's help that he'd come in the first place. There was no need for him to restate the obvious. Instead, he simply remained where he was, hands in pockets while he watched the boy fuss with the battery of his chosen vehicle, moving only from his place when Finn had brought his own car back to life.
Effortlessly, Tetradore stepped back into his vehicle, pulling it into the designated spot of Finn's garage before turning it off and stepping out once again to find the garage door closing securely behind him. "Tetradore." He replied simply, offering the name that most knew him by rather then his real given name. It was a habit, one that was hard to kill. He let his companion do a large majority of the talking - Tetradore was often a fellow of few words, even to his close friends and surely even quieter amongst a vague shadowy acquaintance. He tended to watch before he engaged, to listen and learn rather then waste words. A small nod was given towards the man when Finn finally asked exactly what his wants are. "Everything." He confirmed before giving pause to inquire, "And what exactly will you cost me? I'd like to know before you start your work." In truth, Tetradore was quite certain he had enough to pay the boy. His recent acquisition of the Ark afforded him a range of luxuries and what he didn't have in cash, there was certainly the lavish goods and sparkling genuine gold the adorned what had become his office.
"I can wait." Tetradore confirmed at the suggestion that it hardly was going to take as long as he suggested. A bit of him was surprised that there was even a forged document of sale. Very few individuals, he found, were willing to go nearly as far. Still, it was a thoroughness he appreciated, out chasing the cops, while fun sounding at the very least, wasn't quite on list of things to pass his time with.
