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

Crash Choir Records
Pentagram
Ellington Enterprise

but where do we begin?


Posted on May 21, 2014 by avicus toryn
East



Things at the new place were going well enough, she had food in the fridge, a new favorite corner of the couch from which to watch his oversized tv, and access to the washer and dryer whenever she needed it. It was beginning to be a simple existence, and she wasn't as concerned about where her next meal might come from, especially if it was already in the fridge only awaiting release from its chilled prison. She hadn't found time to visit Serafina, but had begun to read more, finding texts that seemed hardly more enlightening than others, but at least the things she had experienced as a child were beginning to make a bizarre sort of sense. The dreams were resolving into shapes she could remember, images clearly linking to events and the massive ideas of flight and transition that had dogged her for months. The violence that colored them was just as familiar, but she chose not to look at it as closely, the memories just as fresh as they had been the day they'd occurred.

Perhaps she shouldn't let her false smile fall as quickly as it did, replaced with a rueful sort of grimace as he clowned and joked his way into recognition. She had finally admitted that not being the only one to occupy a space wasn't half bad, and the fact that she felt that she didn't have to go to sleep at night with a chair under the doorknob meant a lot more in terms of security and trust. Not that she was about to reveal years of abuse to him, but it softened her reactions when otherwise his humor might have been met with a steel glare and a black eye.

"You don't pay me to smile like this at home,"

Relaxed enough to tease, this was her other environment, and though she couldn't say the words out loud, she was glad he'd come. It was in the way her shoulders dropped their tension and the casual way she tucked a loose strand of hair back behind the multi-pierced ear.

"Though I do remember promising you cake, we don't have any today. Is a muffin ok?"

She still wasn't sure why she'd warmed to him so quickly, but it seemed like there'd been a lack of guile in his gaze, an unfamiliarity with the harshness of reality. Maybe, in some perverse way, she wanted to protect him, to keep that smile as innocent as it was, while accepting that she was the sacrifice, the bearer of violent things, the witch to be burned in the fire. History had it right; witches and other things were dangerous, even more so when loosed upon the mortal world. The animal killings that couldn't quite be matched to bear or wolf, savaged prey left abandoned like yesterday's sandbox. The proportions were wrong, and even having watched the girl shift into a panther in the warehouses, Avi didn't quite want to admit that there were things in the dark her .45 couldn't take care of with one shot.

For some reason she wanted to offer him a towel, the rain enough to make her cringe thinking about her ride home, if only to keep him from dripping on the floor. At least the shop had a fireplace, easily controlled with the flick of a switch. Gas-fed, it was probably simpler than her trying to light an actual fire without blowing anything up. She hadn't exactly been forthcoming with him that she was a witch; some secrets were meant for keeping, and three men could keep a secret if two of them were dead. Deft hands pulled a muffin from the pastry case and set it on a plate, nodding towards the corner, subconsciously knowing he liked the warmth as much as she did.

"Go sit, you look like something a cat dragged in after drowning..."

It was easy enough to leave the muffin by his intended chair before fiddling with the fireplace switches, smiling as the pilot light caught the flow of gas with a rush, spilling heat into the room. Lingering next to it, she eyed him with a faint smile, wiping her hands on the logoed apron.

"Did you run out of food at home, or just get bored?"


avicus toryn

so let me take this medicine,
to quench my love for violent things

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