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
I am haunted by humans, said Death
Posted on January 30, 2015 by N. Donovan
The supernatural city provided a wealth of opportunities that were unmatched by any other city the professor had ever run across. That statement alone would induce a generous amount of surprise as the professor, in all his years, had traveled to a great many cities in search of the culture and excitement that only far off lands could provide. As time had led him further into his age and his youth had been depleted, Nolan Donovan began to seek company of those who might understand his supernatural affliction instead of relying on his initial, home community for companionship. It had been difficult to leave his teaching post at the University of Dublin, and even more difficult to wave a solemn and potentially merely temporary goodbye to his home city of Glasgow. Neither of these goodbyes had put a halt in the professor's mission to assimilate into a city that accepted his kind with more open minds, though. And instead of continuing as a professor with tenure at the prestigious university, Nolan traded his home in the United Kingdom for an apartment desperately reminiscent of his study in his quiet cottage in Ireland.
Content with the knowledge that he would find a job, a home, and a place in the city of Sacrosanct, Nolan had journeyed to the quaint city, more than happy to move his haphazard life into a place where those around him might not think twice about the visual a grazing Alpaca might provide one in the morning. Who were the teachers to have called animal control on him, anyway? The professor had been minding his own business, taking a leisurely stroll around the university when the suddenly, there was a rope around his neck. It wasn't his fault that they hadn't been prepared to see an animal native to the Southern Americas roaming the university grounds... Surely, the staff should have been more open minded. It was an institute of higher learning, anyway.
Thoughts of general social acceptance aside, it was early in the evening when the man finished unpacking his belongings. Right on schedule as he had thought he would, Nolan finished drinking his tea that had prior served as an oracle for his day. Dinner was necessary next. In his tea leaves, Nolan had been instructed that he would finish his day in a pub that was located suspiciously near his abode and that this pub would bring him a sense of joy that had been unprecedented in this city. Granted, Nolan offered himself the respect that he hadn't been in the city long enough to have much of a measure for something exciting him, but dinner... Now that had his attention. With his tea aside, Nolan found himself bumbling down the city and following a tune incredibly reminiscent of home. The sounds jostled a desire for beer and merriness, so who was the professor to turn himself down?
Red on the Water was emblazoned in the sign noting the pub's name. Nolan stepped into the building with a budding sense of renewed youth, an impish glint sidling its way into his generally wise eyes. The bartender looked like a delightful young woman, and in a moment of public good-manners, Nolan removed his hat and slipped onto a seat at the bar in order to be able to view the live Celtic music that almost had his feet tapping. "Gimme a taste of all the brew you've got, my dear!" Nolan declared, winking jovially at the bar maid.